Postcards - The Gardener & The Tree

Black as night, clear as day

I don’t know what to say

And even though I’m gonna go

I don’t know if it’s right

Hey, but no one ever does

Bigger dreams as it seems

I don’t know where they lead

And every time stop and think

I’m not sure if they’re right

Hey, but no one ever was

And she said, send me postcards, where I

The ones of shining blue

I’d rather take the camera up from my neck

And take a photo for you

I won’t pretend I’m all alone in the middle of the night

So I assume that I won’t be back home soon

And she said, send me postcards, where I

The ones of shining blue

I’d rather take the camera up from my neck

And take a photo for you

I won’t pretend I’m all alone in the middle of the night

So I assume that I won’t be back home soon

Oh oh ohhh

Oh oh ohhh

And every time I wonder why

I stumble and cry

I realize what I had

Was no other need

To catch you on a photo

All the rules and all the lies

And calming the skies

Made too high, made a break

I must to invade myself a place where I can fall

And she said, send me postcards, where I

The ones of shining blue

I’d rather take the camera up from my neck

And take a photo for you

I won’t pretend I’m all alone in the middle of the night

So I assume that I won’t be back home soon

I my

A little something

I think it’d probably be the, be the, be the, be the best

I would stay the night on (?)

All the

I think it’d probably be the, be the, be the, be the best

I my

A little something

I know it’s gonna be the, be the, be the, be the best

Yeah I will stay the night on (?)

And know the

I know it’s gonna be the, be the, be the, be the best

Uh uh uhhh

Uh uh uhhh

Uh uh uhhh