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 kissing and I miss your head and a letter in your writing doesn't mean you're not dead 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
sitting here wishing on a cement floor just wishing that I had just something you wore
bloody your hands on a cactus tree wipe it on your dress and send it to me
sitting here wishing on a cement floor just wishing that I had just something you wore