Postcards کے بول

Yesterday, I sent postcards to your front door Reminiscent bruises reappear All we were was a high speed train We derailed in the summer rain Yesterday, I sent postcards I just want you to know, you to know It's nice being loved I just want you to know, you to know It's nice being loved I found love drinking coffee on the hill top I found love every way or not Seven years of bein clean I gave you up like nicotine Yesterday I sent postcards I just want you to know, you to know It's nice being loved I just want you to know, you to know It's nice being loved Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh I just want you to know, you to know It's nice being loved