An Horse lyrics : "Postcards"
And old postcards are romantically filled of fact.
And the ones you have to watch
Are the ones that keep coming back.
And you came back; yes you came back
Well old cards sit on old cards.
And the streets have changed,
But I think I'm still the same.
[And it's not what I want to hear, what I want to see
But your skin's covered in postcards from you to me, to me.] x2
[When you see me sit by myself, you'll think that I'm waiting for someone else.
But I'm wishing for somewhere else, I'm wishing for somewhere else.] x2
[Two postcards in a month or so, well I don't know, I just don't know.] x2
And it's not what I want to hear, what I want to see
But your skin's covered in postcards from you to me, to me
To me, to me, to me, to me
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