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