Lyrics

(Spoken) Military mail call.... Wilsom.... Gail... Farrow... Miller... McCan... Decarlo... Michaels... Harold... Nelson... I lay out some paper, I take out my pen Turn on my table-lamp and here I go again It's time to write a letter, I'm in the mood tonight Gotta find a way to tell you how I feel inside So I write a little and I cry a little It's so hard to find a way to say goodbye a little But somewhere in the middle, my emotions interfere So I write a little and cry a little tear And I die a little wishing you were here God I miss you, can't be with you I would kiss you oh, so good 'Cause you're my only cure for lonely I'd call if I could So I write a little and I cry a little It's so hard to find a way to say goodbye a little Somewhere in the middle, my emotions interfere So I write a little and cry a little tear And I die a little wishing you were here Oh, I die a little wishing you were here Wishing you were here I'm writing and wishing you were here I write a little and cry a little tear I'm writing and wishing you were here...