P.S. I Love You

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 a-round 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.
P.S. I love you.