From My Own True Love (Lost at Sea)

Four score years living down in this rainswept town
see-saw turns, swimming round as the rain comes down.

Mister Postman, do you have a letter for me?
Mister Postman, do you have a letter for me, a letter for me?
From my own true love, lost at sea... lost at sea.

Mister Postman, do you have a letter for me?
Mister Postman, do you have a letter for me, a letter for me?
From my own true love, lost at sea... lost at sea.