Postcards

Oh the places we will go

Postcards
Your big brown eyes they're looking tired they're looking wide beyond the sky trying to find a brand new cloud
You cringe at life as it goes by, the people around us make you sigh, they all just make you sigh

All this time you didn't cry you never even spoke your mind you left your thoughts outside to dry
Still you tell me you can't stand the city life it feels so bland I know it's gotten out of hand
So I promise you my dear

That I will take you somewhere far, far away, from these endless skies of grey
Where you and I can our rest our souls
Oh the places we will go

Your face it lights up right away and I regret the words I say I didn't know you'd see it this way
But traveling costs and I can't pay I only play guitar all day and I've been told I'm to blame

So come sit by me, enjoy the sea no matter how polluted it may be it's such a beautiful sight to see
And I promise you my dear

That I will try to make your life more worthwhile, in this city you despise
Let's start by drinking out your woes, oh the places we will go

Maybe luck will come my way and someday I'll know wealth and fame
I'll still remember what I told you on that cloudy summer day
So many years ago when we were young and wanted to get away
Just wanted to get away

Oh the places we will go

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