Richard Shindell


from Reunion Hill

Listen closely May
This phone may not be safe
I have been betrayed
And I must leave today

Where, I cannot say
Somewhere far away
Maybe to the States
Where no one knows my face

So May, take care of the kids
Tell them I love them
Ill send a few quid when I can
I know, this is no kind of life
But youve got to be strong
When youre a fugitives wife

Im calling from some booth
No, I cant come home
But this is not goodbye
I love you more than life


Something isnt right
The streets are much too quiet
The shops all locked up tight
Theres not one soul in sight


And May, theyve got me in sight
Theres a least twenty five
Its down to a fight or a flight

updated: 2 years ago