The Letter Home 歌詞
The Letter Home - Elvis Costello (埃爾維斯 科斯特洛)/Brodsky Quartet
Written by：Mac Manus/Paul Cassidy/Ian Belton
Care of St ignatus house willoughby drive
Parramatta new south wales
This fifth day of July
In the year of our Lord
Nineteen hundred and thirty five
Why must I always apologize
Every time that I sit down to write
Through my own fault I may find
You're no longer living at this address
Please excuse the lack of news
The feeling of strange privilege
For the hour of trial in these times of distress
Mean more than years imprisoned by etiquette
I can remember when we were children
Though I could never imagine this day
Your brother told me we'd live forever
I'll go one better I heard myself say
And it seems so strange now that he's gone
To recall all these games
Though the years have divided us
Friendships have strained and broken
Oh by the way how's that girl that you wed
I hated you then but I'm over the worst of it
I can't come home I might as well say
Life is short I shall not write again