Sometimes I shake my fist
But I'm writing you a letter
I'm sending you a kiss
I'm sending you some money to buy a pair of shoes
'cause you've grown out of the last ones
I know I'm losing you
I taught you how to save it
And I taught you how to spend
But I never taught you anything
'Bout how to keep or make a friend
I'm sending you some money
To buy a pair of socks
But you never wore 'em anyway
And a little money talks
Winter's comin' on now
I put the clocks back by an hour
I changed the double-windows
And cut the last of summer's flowers
I'm wishing you were here
To help me with these chores
Or just to build a fire
And we can sit and watch it as it roars
I'm sending you a letter
I'm sending you a kiss
