It's 6 a.m. and the sun is getting high   He picks up the mail from the slot   He feels the rush of excitement as he holds it in his hand   Another love note no one got      Some postman is grooving to all our love letters   Some postman is gonna cry   Some postman is grooving to all our love letters   Some postman is gonna cry, gonna cry, gonna cry      It's noon now and all the mailboxes have been emptied   And all the letters are inside   He counts them, he checks them, he looks for clues and finds   The ones with hearts on the outside      Some postman is grooving to all our love letters   Some postman is gonna cry   Some postman is grooving to all out love letters   Some postman is gonna cry, gonna cry, gonna cry   Gonna cry, yeah, yeah      1993      Holding onto a package meant for a distant lover   Thought it would be there overnight   She waits and she cries and she thinks he does not love her   The postman holds on oh so tight      Some postman is grooving to all our love letters   Some postman is gonna cry   Some postman is grooving to all our love letters   Some postman is gonna cry, gonna cry yeah      You   (You)   Crushed   (Crushed)   Paper hearts      Stole   (Stole)   And sold   (Sold)   And ripped apart   Promise was sent but you never delivered to me   Some postman you turned out to be