Postcard Lovers

Lately I've become such a postcard lover

'Specially of the ones I get from you

And if these days they don't come quite so often

They charm me more than ever when they do

I'll picture you beside a sunny harbour

Waiting for a boat to come to shore

Your finger ling'ring on a postcard spinner

In the doorway of a tacky tourist store

Or whiling away those warm enchanted ev’nings

Writing in the corner of some café

A careless collections of words and feelings

You happened to feel like sending me that day
I save ev'ry card

Although it gets hard

To keep some order among these random souvenirs

It amazes me some

The way we've become

Such postcard lovers

Divided by the oceans and the years.

Have you found yourself some wonderful companion

And all the happiness that heav'n allows?

Or are you homesick for this grey and drizzly nation

As you walk home amidst the evening crowds?

The postcards I send to you from my own travels

Can hardly match the ones you send to me 

But at least I give you news of what I'm doing 

And open my heart to you occasionally

Looking back through all these cards you've written

From every far flung corner beneath the sun

They say so little of the life you're really leading

So little of the person you've become

But they still bear the traces

Of all those special places

We kept deep within our hopes and in our fears


It amazes me some

The way we've become

Such postcard lovers

Divided by the oceans and the years.