Baby please pick up I have two minutes til' we take off
The Wi-Fi on the plane's a lot but I just had to call
I was at a bathhouse in Geneva til' I felt high (high)
One day we'll go back to see it when it's just you and I
For now
I'm sending you
All of my love
In a postcard
It's not the same as hold you in my arms
But I promise girl
That it won't be long
Til' I'm back home
I'm sending you
All of my love
In a postcard
I hope you feel it cause it's straight from my heart
But I promise girl
That it won't be long
Til' I'm back home
I'm sending you
I'm sending you
Eight more letters then it's lights out
Say eleven back so I can sleep soundly
I'm dreaming of you in the Swiss Alps
Even on the run all your words have found me
Beaming in the dark like a lighthouse
I'm sleeping on a boat in still Dutch waters
I had some truffles and I'm high now
I'm looking at red lights beaming on lost daughters
So, tell me that you miss me
Go ahead stroke my ego
You could still look pretty with most of all of your teeth pulled
A tale of two cities
A story of two people
Trying to see the distance sentimentality goes
I'm sending you
All of my love
In a postcard
It's not the same as hold you in my arms
But I promise girl
That it won't be long
Til' I'm back home
I'm sending you
All of my love
In a postcard
I hope you feel it cause it's straight from my heart
But I promise girl
That it won't be long
Til' I'm back home
I'm sending you
