We Love You, Call Collect Lyrics

This morning a letter was returned

Stamped, moved, no address

It was one I wrote you

A couple of weeks ago

And it is now in my desk with

Other letters unopened and returned

Marked, moved, no address

I write again because I must

I hope my words will

Find you somehow, somewhere

Wherever you are at this moment, my dear

God grant, you are not alone

I've read there are

Thousands just like you

Searching for something

They failed to find at home

The fact that one of these is my daughter

Brings all of them close to me

Your mother's here

Standing right behind me

She never could resist looking

Over my shoulder as I write

Your leaving has been

Very difficult for her

A father, they say

Worries about his son but

For his daughter he has dreams

Well, my first dream for you

Was sixteen years ago on that day

We brought you home from the hospital

As we stood over your crib

We knew you were something special

In your cry, with all your strength

You served notice on the world

That you were someone important

Then years later

In a moment of anger, you cried

But you don't understand

And I didn't

Why were we never able

To unlock your frustration

And talk it away

Was it because you were being

Crowded too closely with love

There can be harm now

I realize in doing too much

As well as danger

In doing too little

A time for holding on

And a time for letting go

Someday, you too will discover

How much courage letting go takes

Your generation asks to be left alone

They want it so that

Each may find his own thing

But where is this thing

For which you search

Is it found by rejecting your heritage

What you are and can become

Has deep roots in many people

Your parents, your grandparents

And in a long line before them

Something in each one

Has helped make you what you are

I spoke about dreams

Let me tell you of the dreams
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Another had for you

He was your grandfather

When he was young

He too, left his home

In search of something

A world of opportunity

And freedom for his spirit

And in his way, for his time

He too, was trying to find

Where it's at

Somewhere we have

A picture of your grandfather

He wore a beard

And his hair was long

And there was a girl

With him in that snapshot

Who wore several strings of beads

And held a single flower in her hand

Beautiful people

Don't reject this heritage

I beg you

Start with it and you can

Build something fine and strong

I can see you smiling at this

Last bit of cornball philosophy

Coming from your square old dad

But think hard about what I've said

Come back

Come back before you're trapped

In a life that daily grows

More aimless and unreal

With all my heart

I wish I could promise you

A world of flowers, music and dance

But could I keep such a promise

I don't think so

No one could

But one promise I can fulfill

If you return

We three can reach each other

By talking and listening

And I mean the kind of listening

That is also tuned to silence

There've been many times when

I've failed to read your silence

For this failure, I am truly sorry

Mother has remained

Behind me as I write

A second ago

She gently touched my shoulder

As she moved away

I took this, a silent approval

Of what I've written

She's now sitting in her chair

With an open book in her lap

But I know she's not seeing the words

Her thoughts, her thoughts

Are far away somewhere with you

It's very quiet here, too quiet

I walked into your room last night

And the walls seemed to be asking

For the sound of your voice

As much as I am aching

For the feel of your embrace

So please come back to us

We love you, call collect