Ten o'clock postman
Bring me your letter
Ten o'clock postman
Make me feel better
Been so many days
Since that I've met her
Ten o'clock postman
Bring me her letter

I'm walking all over the room
Wonder why I don't stop biting my nails
Why carry this feeling of doom
couple more hours and
I'll get the mail
I'll get the mail

Finding it so hard to eat
The toast and the eggs
they just don't taste
the same
Hearing a noise in the street [bad word] to the window and
cry out in the vain

Ten o'clock postman
...

Remembering that she said for sure
I'll write you the minute
I'll get off the plane
Nothing
not one single word
It [bad word] this morning
or I'll go insane
I'll go insane

Now it's been almost five days
Could she have sent it
by air or by rail
I hear [bad word]  this way
This must be it yes it must be the mail