P. s. I Love You – Bette Midler

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 didning room table.
And let me see, i guess that’s all.

Nothin’ else for me to say,
And so i’ll close. oh, by the way,
Everybody’s thinkin’ of you.
P. s. i love you.

I do my best to obey all your wishes.
I put a sign up. think
Now i got to buy us a new set of dishes,
Or wash the ones that have piled in the sink.

Nothing else to tell you, dear.
Except, each day feels like a year.
Every night i’m dreamin’ of you.
P. s. i love you.
P. s. i love you.


Lyric P. s. I Love You – Bette Midler