Postcard from Paradise
Delivered by mortal hands
And X marks the spot were you lay
And the sun burns down on the sand
I sit and watch you sleepin'
I listen to you breathin'
I wonder if you're dreamin'
If you were, what were you dreamin'

And I fell under your spell
And I lay where I fell
So wind down your window
Think I wanna kiss you
I don't know what else to do

You send me
Postcards from Paradise
Yeah, you do
You send me
Postcards from Paradise
Yeah, you do

Like a car broke down in the rain
I just can't get started again
Without you, I want you to stay

Postcard from Paradise
Delivered by mortal hands
And X marks the spot were you lay
And the sun burns down on the sand

There goes love again
7 day wondering
You're out on the ledge again
And you're threatening to jump again
And [bad word] temptation
Dragging it out again
I'm riding the bullet train
To your central nervous station

And I fell under your spell
And I lay where I fell
So wind down your window
Think I wanna kiss you
I don't know what else to do

You send me
Postcards from Paradise
Yeah, you do
You send me
Postcards from Paradise
Yeah, you do

Like a car broke down in the rain
I just can't get started again
Without you, I want you to stay

You send me
Postcards from Paradise
Yeah, you do
You send me
Postcards from Paradise
Yeah, you do

You send me
Postcards from Paradise
Hey, I want you to send me...