Текст песни Postcards From Paradise

A Postcard from Paradise Delivered by mortal hands And X marks the spot were you lay And the sun burns down on the sand I sit and watch you sleepin' I listen to you breathin' I wonder if you're dreamin' If you were, what were you dreamin' And I fell under your spell And I lay where I fell So wind down your window Think I wanna kiss you I don't know what else to do You send me Postcards from Paradise Yeah, you do You send me Postcards from Paradise Yeah, you do Like a car broke down in the rain I just can't get started again Without you, I want you to stay A Postcard from Paradise Delivered by mortal hands And X marks the spot were you lay And the sun burns down on the sand There goes love again A 7 day wondering You're out on the ledge again And you're threatening to jump again And here comes temptation Dragging it out again I'm riding the bullet train To your central nervous station And I fell under your spell And I lay where I fell So wind down your window Think I wanna kiss you I don't know what else to do You send me Postcards from Paradise Yeah, you do You send me Postcards from Paradise Yeah, you do Like a car broke down in the rain I just can't get started again Without you, I want you to stay You send me Postcards from Paradise Yeah, you do You send me Postcards from Paradise Yeah, you do You send me Postcards from Paradise Hey, I want you to send me