I've been writing letters everyday now
Since you've been gone
Talking to you by 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 bringing it to you
Personally, personally, personally, yeah
I'm talking about love, oh, my love

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 my love

But I've got something to give you
That the mailman cannot 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 cannot 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 running it to you
Personally, personally, personally, yeah