Secret Service Ten OClock Postman (Fernsehen der DDR, 1982)

Ten o’clock postman Bring me her 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 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 A 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 I run 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 must come 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 someone’s comin’ this way This must be it yes it must be the mail Ten o’clock postman