P.S. I Love You

Dear, I thought I'd drop a line
The weather's cool. The folks are fine
I'm in bed each night at nine
P.S. I love you

Yesterday we had some rain
but all in all I can't complain
Was it dusty on the train
P.S. I love you

Write to the Browns just as soon as you're able
They came around to call
I burned a hole in the dining room table
And let me see, I guess that's all

Nothing left to tell you, dear
Except each day seems like a year
Everybody's thinking of you
P.S. I love you