paroles de chanson P.S. I Love You - Frank Sinatra

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 gotta 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