Album: The Return of Roger Miller
Well I guess I'd better go and sit down by the phone
She's about to call me saying she's all alone
And wishes she could come back in
Ha, there I go dreamin' again
Here I sit waiting for the mail to run
To bring me a letter from my sweet, sweet one
But deep inside I know it's pretend
There I go dreamin' again
Yeah there I go making up things in my mind
Thing's like our love didn't end
But show me a law that says my lonely heart can't pretend
Now and then
Sitting here waiting for the mail to run
To bring me a letter from my sweet, sweet one
But deep inside I know it's pretend
There I go dreamin' again
There I go making up things in my mind
Thing's like our love didn't end
But show me a law that says my lonely heart can't pretend
Now and then
Sitting here waiting for the mail to run
To bring me a letter from my sweet, sweet one
But deep inside I know it's pretend
There I go dreamin' again
Yeah there I go dreaming again
I'm just a silly fool
There I go dreaming again
There, I'm just dreaming again
What a fool I am to sit around