Lyrics:

Sitting Here
wishing On A Cement Floor
just Wishing That
i Had Just Something You Wore
i Put It On When I Go Lonely
will You Take Off Your Dress
and Send It To Me

i Miss Your Kissin'
and I Miss Your Head
and A Letter In Your Writing
doesn't Mean You're Not Dead

just Run Outside In The Desert Heat
make Your Dress All Wet
and Send It To Me
i Miss Your Soup And I Miss Your Bread
and A Letter In Your Writing
doesn't Mean You're Not Dead
so Spill Your Breakfast
and Drip Your Wine
just Wear That Dress When You Dine

d-A-V-I-D

so, Sitting Here Wishing
on A Cement Floor
just Wishing That I Had Just Something You Wore
bloody Your Hands On A Cactus Tree
wipe'em On Your Dress
and Send It To Me
sitting Here Wishing On A Cement Floor
just Wishing That I Had Just Something You Wore