An Horse - Postcards Lyrics
Well, old post cards are romantic when they’re intactAnd old postcards are romantically filled of fact.And the ones you have to watch Are the ones that keep coming back.And you came back; yes you came back…kWell old cards sit on old cards. And the streets have changed, But I think I’m still the same.x2x2x2And it’s not what I want to hear, what I want to see But your skin’s covered in postcards from you to me, to me…To me, to me, to me, to me