Postcards from the Wasteland
Postcards from the Wasteland
Tonight
the moon's as pretty as a brand new rose
And
nosey stars, they seem to know where everybody goes
As
poets reach for words with broken motel pens
Here's
something to hold on to 'til I come home again
Out
here the days they don't have names they've got numbers
And
the nights just seem to fade into each other
Jilted
lovers are like fireflies, each one with a spark
Trying
to fill the hole where once there was a heart
I'm
sending postcards from the wasteland
Following
my headlights down the highway in the dark
I'm
sending postcards from the wasteland
Postmarked
from the state of my heart
In
care of wherever you are
Postcards
from the wasteland
Now
before the summer sun gets chased away
And
all of our tomorrows turn to yesterdays
I'm
going to build you that castle
I'm
going to write you that song
I've
got to find the words to say
Until
I hold you in my arms
I'm
sending postcard from the wasteland
Following
my headlights down the highway in the dark
I'm
sending postcards from the wasteland
Postmarked
from the state of my heart
In
care of wherever you are
Postcards
from the wasteland
Tonight
I'll meet you in my dreams
See
you soon
Love,
Me
I'm
sending postcards from the wasteland
Following
my headlights down the highway in the dark
I'm
sending postcards from the wasteland
I'm
sending postcards from the wasteland
I'm
sending postcards from the wasteland
Following
my headlights down the highway in the dark
I'm
sending postcards from the wasteland
Postmarked
from the state of my heart
I'm
sending postcards from the wasteland
Following
my headlights down this highway in the dark
I'm
sending postcards from the wasteland
Postmarked
from the state of my heart
In
care of wherever you are
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