Postcard

When sand's close at hand

And the sea is touching me

I feel much happier than I've ever felt

And a long time goes by

And I'm floating in the sky

And I wish you could be

Wish you could be here

And if you're free, follow me

Throw a pebble in my sea

The sun will wrap you up in a pool of gold

And lights in the night, in the night

Reaching neon waves of sight

But I wish you could be

Wish you could be

Wish you could be here

The sun, the sand, the sea are waiting

On the corner, take a trip out here

Hustle, bustle, shove and fuss

Will greet you if you stay there

I'm without a care

Fresh fruit and sea fish

Are in abundance here

But they don't allow

The natives at your door selling booze

Smuggled from another shore

And I wish you could be

Wish you could be

Wish you could be here

The sun, the sand, the sea are waiting

On the corner, take a trip out here

Hustle, bustle, shove and fuss

Will greet you if you stay there

I'm without a care

Fresh fruit and sea fish

Are in abundance here

But they don't allow

The natives at your door selling booze

Smuggled from another shore

And I wish you could be

Wish you could be

Wish you could be here

Postcard, postcard, postcard