Personally Lyrics - Wild Heart Of The Young - Karla Bonoff

I've been writing letters everyday now 

Since you've been gone 

Talking to you on the telephone 

For what seems like a whole life long 

And 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 

I'm bringing it to you personally 

Personally, personally, yeah 

I'm bringing it to you personally 

Personally, personally, yeah 

There's nothing like the feeling I get 

Oh when you're touching me, baby 

There's nothing like the feeling you get 

When I'm there with you, oh love 

That I've got something 

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 friend 

I'm bringing it to you personally 

Personally, personally, yeah 

I'm bringing it to you personally 

Personally, personally, yeah 

Ooh 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 friend 

I'm bringing it to you personally 

Personally, personally, yeah 

I'm bringing it to you personally 

Personally, personally, yeah 

I'm bringing it to you personally 

Personally, personally, yeah 

Oh, I'm bringing it to you 

I'm bringing it to you personally