Got a box full of letters Think you might like to read Some things that you might like to see But they're all addressed to me Wish I had a lotta answers 'Cause that's the way it should be For all these questions Being directed at me I just can't find the time To write my mind The way I want it to read You'll come back again And I'll still be your friend I got a lot of your records In a separate stack Some things that I might like to hear But I guess I'll give 'em back I wish I had a lotta answers 'Cause that's the way it should be There are all these questions Being directed at me Just can't find the time To write my mind The way I want it to read You'll come back again And I'll still be your friend I can't find the time To write my mind The way I want it to read Just can't find the time To write my mind The way I want it to read