Verse 1
Operator, please connect me with 1982
I need to make apologies for what I didnt do
I sure do need to tell her that Ive thought the whole thing through
And now its clear that she is what I should have held on to

Chorus
They say hindsights twenty-twenty
But Im nearly goin blind
From starin at her photograph and wishing she was mine
Its that same ole lost love story
Its sad but its true
There was a time when she was mine in 1982

Verse 2
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

(chorus)

Losin my mind, goin back in time to 1982