Faith Evans - Mailman lyrics

Na, na, na, na na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na na, na, na, na, na

Just coming home from work to
A cold and empty house can't even eat
So hurt - Anticipating on this couch
Waiting on the phone to ring
Or the sound of your keys
I'm faced with this reality that you're
Not coming home to me

Mailman, is there a letter for me?
Please make it better for me
Say that it's only a dream
He's really here with me

Folding up the sheets as I think
About the way it was
I'm missing you, I'm not gon' lie
You were my first and only love
It's taking every piece of me to
Be strong enough to live
Late at night I get so weak
It's the fact that you're not here

I tried my best to stop you
When you were trying to leave
I tried to tell you that
Your seed's inside of me