You've got mail (You've Got Mail) (№ 80164)

I go on line, and my breath catches in my chest until I hear three little words: You've got mail. I hear nothing, not even a sound on the streets of New York. Just the beat of my own heart. I have mail. From you.
I am going, my breath warm in my chest until I hear three little words: You've got mail. I hear nothing, even the sounds on the streets of new York. Only the beating of my heart. I received a letter. From you.