Barbra Streisand

Last month while thinking of love
I wrote him some words and mailed them away
But the next day I found at my door a letter from Spain
He'd sent long before and his note read
I haven't heard from you in weeks
I must assume
That you no longer care
Too bad that's it, goodbye
It's just amazing how loving can fail
From letters that cross in the mail
A life, a love, a chance to win it all
Can pass you by in the foreign scene
And you think you'll find your fate tomorrow night
And he finds somebody else in between
I sat with swords in my heart
And pen in my hand I wrote
I'm glad that we're through
Full of hate I mailed it
But then in a week a letter arrived
With love did it speak and his note read
I loved the tender words you sent
It seems I wronged you, please forgive me
I'll return, I should leave soon
But God, I know now
That he'll never sail
Our letters will cross in the mail
It's just amazing how time brings a loss
And loving can fail like letters that cross in the mail