Lyrics January 14th - Gemma Hayes

January 14th

I hope this letter finds you well
Everyone here misses you so
The trees are bare and the swallows have flown
The yard is covered in snow
Your dogs are acting crazy, we can’t figure out why
And me?
Well I’m thinking of you…
All the time
All of the time
Almost all of the time
All of the time
Write soon