Postcards From Paradise

A 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

A 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
A 7 day wondering
You're out on the ledge again
And you're threatening to jump again
And here comes 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