You sent a Postcard
You wrote an anonymous letter
And asked where I am
But I'm crossing under
I went all night to be here
Hung on the last strand
Now the moments all come back to me
I couldn't leave it naturally
I wish I never felt more free
The tires shaking
Surroundings fading to gray
Fell out of view
And I read your Postcard
And I tried to throw it away
I couldn't answer you
Now the moments all come back to me
I couldn't leave it naturally
I wish I never felt more free
Clover
And crimson
Knowing all the reasons
I've given
She arrives on
Each sunset
And it leaves me
Feeling distant
Miles away
Now the moments all come back to me
I wish I never felt more free