Texty: B*Witched. B*Witched. Oh Mr. Postman.

Angel, I can feel it's not you
Angel, I wish it were not true
And as I walk to the beat of my heart inside
I feel like letting go

Oh darling now
In my dreams you'll be tonight so

Oh Mr Postman give me a sign
Tell me you've a letter to make me feel fine
Oh don't you know I am waiting here for you
Tell me it will be here tonight

May be it's the way that I feel
Baby my heart it won't conceal
And as I walk to the beat of my heart inside
I feel like letting go

Oh darling now
In my dream you'll be tonight so

Oh Mr Postman give me a sign
Tell me you've a letter to make me feel fine
Oh don't you know I am waiting here for you
Tell me it will be here tonight

Oh tonight
He's in my heart
In my soul

And oh Mr Postman at last it's arrived
Here I have a letter, I know he's alive
Oh don't you know there's no more waiting here for him
Now I won't write

Now I won't write
Now I won't write
Now I won't write, good bye
Good bye Mr Postman