I'm sending you a postcard
Of a place I'd like to be
Of a place I'd like to be
In April, May, or June
Ideally you're with me
Wait, wait
We're getting closer
Wait, wait
We're closing space
Wait, wait
We're toe to toe now
Wait, wait
We're face to face
I'm sending you a postcard
Of a bridge across a bay
Of a summit in the welkin
Of a world that's far away
I'm sending you a postcard
Of lava burning bright
Waves crashing on the shoreline
Of jewels that span the night
Wait, wait
We're getting closer
Wait, wait
We're closing space
Wait, wait
We're toe to toe now
Wait, wait
We're face to face
I'm sending you a postcard
Of a place I'd like to be
From now until whenever
Ideally you're with me
Wait, wait
We're getting closer
Wait, wait
We're closing space
Wait, wait
We're toe to toe now
Wait, wait
We're face to face
2 comments:
Why Jimmy, that's downright sentimental.
Indeed! And lyrical, too.
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