Personally - Z.Z. Hill

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

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

I’m bringin' it to you personally, personally, personally, yea

I’m bringin' it to you personally, personally, personally

There’s nothing like the feeling I get, oh,

When you touch me baby

There’s nothing like the feeling you get

When I’m there with you, oh, my love,

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 friend

I’m bringin' it to you personally, personally, personal