Long Worry

I am worn, frayed and torn
 An agent of love forlorn
 I am the city sweep
 The petty thief
 With a stolen heart
 And I'm trying to find my way back to you and pick up from...
 The start
 I rode the waves of fortune
 'Till the ocean whispered your tune
 A lofty ledge
 And jagged edge
 I crashed upon
 Now I'm drowning trying to catch a glimpse of where you've gone...
 Now let your hair down baby
 Your curse cannot save me
 A letter fetch
 As arms can't starch across a sea
 And I'll be waiting on a couch somewhere for your reply