Lyrics Postmarked Birmingham - Phil Vassar

Postmarked Birmingham

I recognized the writing on the plain white envelope
I wondered where she’d wind up before she called or wrote
The answer’s in a circle, with the word 'love' on a stamp
Postmarked Birmingham
I’d have bet on California, 'cause her sister’s in Bel Aire
Or I could see Seattle, with her mom and dad up there
She never mentioned Alabama, so I don’t understand
Postmarked Birmingham
A two page letter written on Ramada stationary
Dated April twenty-two
She asks me not to hate her, says she’s sorry
But leavings what she felt she had to do
So the day she left she made it two hundred miles south
Did she settle there? Did she mail this note on her way out of town?
What chance is there to find her, when the only clue I have
Is postmarked Birmingham?
A two page letter written on Ramada stationary
Dated April twenty-two
She asks me not to hate her, says she’s sorry
But leavings what she felt she had to do
A two page letter written on Ramada stationary
Dated April twenty-two
She asks me not to hate her, says she’s sorry
But leavings what she felt she had to do
Now every day down by the mailbox, standing on the curb I check
The upper right-hand corner of every piece of mail I get
Hopin' there’s that certain circle with the word 'love' on a stamp
Postmarked Birmingham
Postmarked Birmingham