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



(chorus)

They say hind-sight's twenty-twenty

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



(repeat chorus)

Losing my mind

Going back in time

To 1982