Текст Richard Edwards – Postcard

When the moon’s out
I hardly ever think of you now
You’re like a postcard
That’s faded with too much sun

If I came over
Like I was all over you
What would it prove?
What would it prove?
If I came over
With the sky’s fallin’
What would you do?
What would you do?

In the next life
I hardly ever miss you
You’re just a shadow
That vanished in the fog
And I don’t know the reason you…
Well, I don’t know what to make of this at all

If I came over
Like I was all over you
What would it prove?
What would it prove?
If I came over
With the sky fallin’
What would you do?
What would you do?

When the moon’s out
I never ever wish on that star

If I came over
Like I was all over you
What would it prove?
What would it prove?
If I came over
With the sky fallin’
What would you do?
What would you do?
What would you do?
What would you do?