I got your postcard
I hope you’re doing well
I think you know that I haven’t moved an inch since you left here
And I haven’t moved an inch since you left here
I won’t write back to you
It all just goes to waste
There’s only so much words can say
So instead of a postcard I’ll throw these words away
I won’t write back to you
I’ll come there in its place
I’ll set my sights on somewhere far away
Dream of leaving for a better place
No matter how much things may go my way
Nothing feels like home
And now you’re roaming around these empty states
Searching for solace in all the places that you couldn’t stay
I’ve still got questions, I guess they’ll have to wait
Nothing feels like
Nothing feels like
I won’t write back to you
It all just goes to waste
There’s only so much words can say
So instead of a postcard I’ll throw these words away
I won’t write back to you
I’ll come there in its place