The Red Suitcase lyrics

The red suitcase
In the loby of the holiday inn
You offered me a plum
That came all the way from Japan

Later that day
I was feeling homesick
Staring out the window at the rain
On the thirty-third floor

Send your message to the ghost
Of my face in the glass
Waving to the rolling sea
Send your message to the ghost
Of my face in the glass
I will see you in my dreams

I turned on the radio
Jingles
Came sweetly out of the speakers
With his beautiful verse
Spiderweb hands

Later that day
Staring out the window at the rain
The window at the rain
The window at the rain