[deep warm raspy male lead with thick African raspy timbre, intimate close-mic conversational rap-sung verses, gentle vibrato, pained sighs, resonant calls, pleading refrain and commanding outro; punchy radio-ready mix with dramatic stops before punchlines, big melodic hook, call-and-response backing vocals and close vocal detail] [Intro - Slow, Moody Piano & Soft Trumpet] A....H.......AH.... [Verse 1] The mailman’s complaining, I write way too much Just looking for answers, just needing your touch My eyes have been crying, my hankies are torn In this empty bed, where I lie all forlorn. Go on, little moon, walk right up to my sweet Whisper hello down that old lonely street I send out the letters, I seal every line Hoping and praying you'll soon call me mine. Days slip away like the wind in the night Can't catch a glimpse of you, even in dreams' light. [Chorus - Upbeat Swing Jazz, Walking Bass] Oh, the postman is tired of carrying my mail! My tears soaked the paper, my poor eyes turned pale! Go tell my sweet love, under silver-lit skies, I’m drowning in sorrow, I’m losing my mind! [Verse 2] If I had me some wings, Lord, I'd fly through the air Just to see your sweet face, just to know you still care Being apart is a slow-burning fire You're breaking my heart, and you don't even tire. You pour me the bitterest wine in the cup Can't send a "hello" just to lift my soul up? [Bridge - Saxophone Solo, Emotional and Sassy] I look at the coffee grounds, reading my fate Missing the man who has left me to wait Day after day, how the hours roll on Counting the seconds since you have been gone... [Chorus - Full Band Swing, Powerful Vocals] Oh, the postman is tired of carrying my mail! My tears soaked the paper, my poor eyes turned pale! Go tell my sweet love, under silver-lit skies, I’m drowning in sorrow, I’m losing my mind! [Outro - Fading out with a Soft Piano Chord] Just go to my sweet one... And tell him I miss him... Yeah, tell him I'm waiting... (A gentle, lingering trumpet note) البوسطجيه اشتكوا من كتر مراسيلي وعيوني لما بكوا دابت مناديلي روح يا قمر والنبي ع الحلو مسيلي ابعت مراسيل واكتب جوابات واستنى واقول لو غاب اتنين راح ييجي تلات والصبر يطول والعمر اهو بيفوت يوم ورا يوم مبشوفش خيالك ولا في النوم من كتر شوقي لكوا بفتح فناجيني روح يا قمر والنبي ع الحلو مسي لي البوسطجيه اشتكوا من كتر مراسيلي وعيوني لما بكوا دابت مناديلي روح يا قمر والنبي ع الحلو مسيلي لو ليا جناح أنا كنت أطير وافرح بلقاك دي الفرقة عذاب وقساها كتير يا ظالمني معاك تسقيني المر كاسات في كاسات ولا تبعت مرة تقول سلامات البوسطجيه اشتكوا من كتر مراسيلي وعيوني لما بكوا دابت مناديلي روح يا قمر والنبي ع الحلو مسيلي
