1982

Operator, please connect me With 1982 I need to make apologies For what I didn't do I sure do need to tell her That I've thought the whole thing through And now it's clear that she is what I should have held on to They say hindsight's 20/20 But I'm nearly going blind From staring at her photograph And wishing she was mine It's that same old, lost love story It's sad but it's true There was a time when she was mine In 1982 Postman, can you sell me A special kind of stamp One to send a letter from This crazy, lonely man Back into the wasted years Of my living past I need to tell her now I know How long my love will last They say hindsight's 20/20 But I'm nearly going blind From staring at her photograph And wishing she was mine It's that same old, lost love story It's sad but it's true There was a time when she was mine In 1982 Losing my mind going back in time To 1982