Lyrics

Dear Pasha, I'm booking your flat in Ternopil
It looks bright and cozy forty bucks feels like a steal
And though I won't be coming there to stay right away
I'm sending you my prayers and my money anyway

Here I am in Texas, complaining about the rain
The traffic and the pollen, are driving me insane
I watch the news with a glass of wine, I feel so ashamed
As you're hunkered in a bunker in an occupied Ukraine

Dear Oksandra, I listened to your story yesterday
Hoping you and your four rescue pups are safe
Sorry your mom in Moscow doesn't believe a word you say
and swears the Russian Army are only there to liberate

Here I am in Texas, complaining about the rain
The traffic and the pollen, are driving me insane
I watch the news with a glass of wine, I feel so ashamed
As you're hunkered in a bunker in an occupied Ukraine

Dear Galinka, I heard you sing a lovely lullaby
To children on blankets as they cried
Your voice as free and beautiful as a big blue sky
A gift to everyone in the underground tonight

Here I am in Texas, complaining about the rain