Lost, Dropped And Cancelled

Expect me like one waits for mail

All lost dropped and cancelled

Like foreign post I leave twice a day

But take a week to get there

Expect me like one waits for rain

Or sleet or hail or snowfall

Like foreign post I'm lost on the way

And take a week to get there

I want to be delivered

I want I want to be delivered

Until I'm gone gone gone

The way it's sealed in my heart I

I's guaranteed that I'm

In your hands

By morning when you're ready

To read between the lines

And the paper isn't telling you anything

By morning when you're ready

To read between the lines

And the paper isn't telling you anything

If you miss me drop me a line

In care of fin de siecle

Mit luftwaffe

It's the end of the end of the end

I want to be delivered I want

I want to be delivered

Until I'm gone gone gone