P.S. I Love You
Sitting on the harbor, wishing, Lord
That he were home he writes a letter
Written for his darling
the honey babe he left back home
He writes a letter: "Tell me sweet Irene
Are we together in your dreams?"
And then he falters and he writes:
"I've walked this whole world through
With you in my heart
And I've grown accustomed to
Thoughts of you in the back of my mind"
"There is a right for every wrong
And a moon to race when the sun is gone
But there is no sweeter face
That could ever take your place"
Yes, remember me yes, remember me
Sitting on the front porch, wishing, Lord
That he were home she gets a letter
Oh it's written by her darling
That sweetest boy who's far from home
She reads her letter: "Tell me sweet Irene
Are we together in your dreams
When you falter?" so she writes:
"I've walked the fresh air, too
My own small way
And I'm still waiting home for you
Won't you come and ease my worried mind?"
"There is a calm when the
Storm rolls on through
And a broken heart for every 'I love you'
But there is no sweeter face
That could ever take your place"
"I've walked this whole world through
With you in my heart
And I've grown accustomed to
Thoughts of you in the back of my mind"
"There is a right for every wrong
And a moon to race when the sun is gone
But there is no sweeter face
That could ever take your place"
Yes, you yes, you
Sitting on the harbor, wishing, Lord
That he were home
Hmmm hmmm hmmm hmmm hmmm hmmm hmmm
