Postcards

capo iv

C
sundays sitting on your back porch
G
and i came up with a couple of cords
D
and i played for you

C
you let me keep you entertained
G
with stories i exaggerate
D
that you know aren’t true

Am
and as you sit there making daisy chains
C
and i throw in a hand granate
G D
and tell you how it is i really feel for you

C
i’m sending postcards from my heart
G D
with love for a postmark and then . . .
Am C
you know that you make me feel like we’ve been caught
G D
like kids in the school yard again
Am C
and i can’t keep it to myself
G
can’t spell it any better
D
l . o . v . E forever
Am C
i hope you know that i’m sending a postcard
G D
i don’t care who sees what i sent
Am
or if the whole world knows what’s in my head

interlude ( C , G , D , Am )

we chased the sun til it got away
on a bicycle that your Daddy made
but not made for two

then we sat out on your rocking chair
you with a flower in your hair
that i found for you

but then monday always comes around
and it’s sad ’cause i can’t see you now
wan’t you to know you’re always in my head

i’m sending postcards from my heart
with love for a postmark and then . . .
you know that you make me feel like we’ve been caught
like kids in the school yard again
and i can’t keep it to myself
can’t spell it any better
l . o . v . E forever
i hope you know that i’m sending a postcard
i don’t care who sees what i sent
or if the whole world knows what’s in my head

interlude ( C , G , D , Am ) x2

Am
you know sometimes it’s hard to see
C
you say the world that torture me
Em D
but inside i know exactly how i feel
Am
the things that i can’t say out loud
C
i’ll find a place to write it down
Em D
i hope that they will find you in the end

G , D , A , Em

know , know , know
all the things i want you to
know , know , know