Sometimes I wag my finger 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