Текст, перевод и аккорды “Postcard”
- (clarke / hicks / nash) When sands close at hand And the sea is touching me, I feel much happier Than Ive ever felt. and a long time goes by And Im floating in the sky. And I wish you could be, Wish you could be here. And if youre free, follow me Throw a pebble in my sea. The sun will wrap you up In a pool of gold, and lights in the night In the night reaching neon waves of sight. But I wish you could be, Wish you could be, Wish you could be here. The sun, the sand, the sea are waiting On the corner. take a trip out here. Hustle, bustle, shove and fuss Will greet you if you stay there. Im without a care. Fresh fruit and sea fish, Are in abundance here. But they dont allow The natives at your door Selling booze Smuggled from another shore. And Chorus Verse 3 Verse 4 Chorus Postcard, postcard, postcard.
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