Postcards Lyrics

I'm writing letters and she's writing postcards

I'm wrapping presents and she's wrapping her regards

In little white envelopes and

Placing them in postboxes

For me to find some rainy morning

I'd like to hear you, look into your aqua eyes

See you in paint lines against the echo of the waking tide

And even though it wouldn't be

A thousand words of worth to me

A picture would serve me right

But your heartbeat is a world away

And if you were here, it'd not resonate with mine

'cross fault lines seated in the middle of our bed

Postcards answer letters in my head

A meaning, a heading, "hello dear how is it there"

"Across another ocean, I hope the weather's proving fair"

"I miss you, and I love you and I'm"

"thinking of you"

But back, a simple "wish you were here"

I tried to love you with an open heart and open mind

I tried to give you what you thought you needed from my fleeting time

But I knew and you knew

Seated from this Mountain View

We were doomed from the start

And your heartbeat it's gone away

You're no longer here, you've faded with time

Inside these walls where you scratched with the dead

These postcards answer letters in my head