Postcards

Black as night, clear as day

I don't know what to say

And even though I'm gonna go

I don't know if it's right

Hey, but no one ever does

Bigger dreams as it seems

I don't know where they lead

And every time stop and think

I'm not sure if they're right

Hey, but no one ever was

And she said, send me postcards, where I

The ones of shining blue

I'd rather take the camera up from my neck

And take a photo for you

I won't pretend I'm all alone in the middle of the night

So I assume that I won't be back home soon

And she said, send me postcards, where I

The ones of shining blue

I'd rather take the camera up from my neck

And take a photo for you

I won't pretend I'm all alone in the middle of the night

So I assume that I won't be back home soon

Oh, oh, ooh

Oh, oh, ooh