P.S. I Love You

[Verse] What is there to write? What is there to say? Same things happen everyday, not a thing to write, not a thing to say So I take my pen in hand and start the same old way 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, and 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 I do my best to obey all your wishes, I put a sign up "think" But I got to buy us a new set of dishes, or wash the ones that are piled in the sink Nothing else to tell you dear, except each day seems like a year Every night I'm dreaming of you P.s. I love you