Tonight as I'm writing this letter
there's a cold lonely rain pourn' down

And deep in my heart there's a longing
to see you but you're not around

The postman won't leave me no letter
and I think somethin's wrong with the phone

For I've had no word from you darlin'
to tell me when you're comin' home




As I sit here alone with m' teardrops

Wond'rn why you said goodbye

There's not much to do
while I'm waiting for you

But
count every teardrop I cry




I look for your car in the driveway
and I wait for your knock on the door

And I wonder if you have deceided
your not comin' home any more

The postman will be here tomorrow
and I hope that he'll bring me good news

For I need to hear from you darlin'
just a little ol' postcard will do