Karla Bonoff - Personally Lyrics

I've been writing letters every day now
Since you've been gone
Talking to you by telephone
For what seems like a whole life long

But I've got something to give you
That the mailman can't deliver
I can't mail it in
I can't phone it in

I can't send it in
Even by your closest kin
The thing that I'm speaking of
Is a whole lot of love
A whole mess of love

I'm bringing it to you personally
I'm bringing it to you personally

I need your love, I want your love
I need your love, I want your love
I'm bring it to you personally