Postcards - John Kizer

Written by：James Blunt

Sundays sitting on your back porch

And I came on with a couple of chords

And I played for you

You let me keep you entertained

With stories I exaggerate

That you know aren't true

As you sit there making daisy chains

And I throw in a hand grenade

And tell you how it is I really feel for

You

I'm sending postcards from my heart

Your love for a postmark and then

You know that you make me feel like

We've been caught

Iike kids in the schoolyard again

And I can't keep it to myself

Can spell it any better

L O V E forever

I hope you know that

I'm sending a postcard

I don't care who sees what I've said

Or if the whole world knows

What's in my head

Chased the sun til it got away

On a bicycle that your daddy made

But not made for two

Then we sat out on your rocking chair

You with a flower in your hair

That I found for you

Monday always comes around

And It's sad 'cause I can't see you now

Want you to know you're always in my head

I'm sending postcards from my heart

Your love for a postmark and then

You know that you make me feel like

We've been caught

Like kids in the school yard again

And I can't keep it to myself

Can't spell it any better

And L O V E forever

I hope you know that

I'm sending a postcard

I don't care who sees what I've said

Or if the whole world knows

What's in my head

I'm sending postcards from my heart

Your love for a postmark and then

You know that you make me feel like

We've been caught like

Kids in the school yard again

And I can't keep it to myself

Can't spell it any better

And L O V E forever

I hope you know that

I'm sending a postcard

I don't care who sees what I've said

Or if the whole world knows

What's in my head