Postcard - Gabe Bondoc

Pretty little pictures

On a small black card

Stamped it in my city

'Fore I sent it off to your house

I’m hoping that it finds you

As it’s traveling east

I pray it finds your doorstep

Oh, that it’s still in one piece

(Mmm) I know I didn’t write much

I hope that’s alright

I promised I’d try- I tried all night

I hope you’ve been well

I’ve been doing all right

Trying to find the rhythm through the blues tonight

Oh… well I wish that it were

But it won’t be

Cause this needs more than a postcard, baby

So much more than a postcard, baby

I’ve been tryin' to write- it’s just too heavy

I’ve been tryin' to bribe my heart- it won’t let me

And it would take more than what I feel in the autumn, love

It would say more than any song that I’ve ever wrote

But I can’t go… so the postcard goes

Ohhh

Pretty little lady

Oh it’s been a long, long time

I wish I’d known the future

And I wish that I could turn back time

Everybody’s wondering

They’ve been asking about you

I say you’re doing okay

But I wish that I knew…

I know I didn’t write much

Still hoping you’d write

And anything’s fine-

Even just one line

I hope you’ve been well

I’ve been doing all right

Trying to find the rhythm thru the blues tonight

Oh.

how I wish that it were

But it won’t be

Cause this needs more than a postcard, baby

So much more than a postcard, baby

I’ve been tryin' to write but it’s just too heavy

I’ve been tryin' to bribe my heart- it won’t let me

And it would take more than what I feel in the summer, love

It would say more than any song that I ever wrote

But I can’t go… so the postcard goes

How I wish I could tell you

What you and I both need to hear

But how will that work if-

If we both need differently

I hope that you’re happy

There between the sun and the sand

And if you forget me

Well, I’ll understand

Cause this needed more than a postcard, baby

So much more than a postcard, baby

I’ve been tryin' to write- it’s just too heavy

I’ve been tryin' to bribe my heart- it won’t let me

And it would take more than what I feel in the summer, love

It would say more than any song that we’ve ever wrote

But I can’t go… so the postcard goes

Ohhhhh