Тексты песни «Postcards»

I'll quote a clever line like "hope" I'll take the final words you wrote To make them feel like bliss... As always as I'll take the praise I have a way with making things Scripted like a song that makes you sting I...

Well, old postcards are romantic when they're intact And old postcards are romantically full of fact And the one you have to watch Are the one that keep coming back And you came back, yes you came back And old...

New York, New York temperature's droppin' The band's out shoppin' not stoppin' till ears pop Cops protect shops, lotsa yellow cabs and bell hops An' it never stops I'm waiting to do an interview, so much to tell you...

It's been a week since you left I feel like I lost my head I never thought I will be hopeless Don't know what to do with myself Tried everything but it's been hell Not having you around I am tired of sleeping I am tired...

New York, New York temperature's droppin' The band's out shoppin' not stoppin' till ears pop cops protect shops, lotsa yellow cabs and bell hops An' it never stops I'm waiting to do an interview, so much to tell you...

Sundays sitting on your back porch And I came up with a couple of cords And I played for you You let me keep you entertained With stories I exaggerate That you know aren't true And as you sit there making daisy chains...

Postcards Lyrics by: Nick Santone I heard you left for the north side, at least that's what they tell me. You've got a swagger in your stride. To help your feet from falling. And me, I'm still in the same place. I'm...

Everybody's waving The whole town is out A man on a bicycle Is passing me out I live in a small house Just a mile from the bridge On a clear day You might say What a beautiful...

The story starts with a crazy little girl I took a photograph and walked around the world I sent her a postcard from every single town Weeks go by and I'm starting to write the same I'm writing to this girl and I don't...