Songtext von 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 'til i'm gone gone gone. the way it's sealed in my heart, i t'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. 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.