Lletres: Hall Tom T. P.S. I Love You.

Dear, I thought I drop a line
The weather is 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 Brown's 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 else for me to say
And so I'll close, but by the way
Everybody's thinking of you
P.S. I love you

Nothing else for me to say
And so I'll close, but by the way
Everybody's thinking of you
P.S. I love you