Wayne Suchy - Postcard

Sit out on the back dock, warm my face in the setting sun
Set my feet on the white sand beach, and my dogs are having fun
Surrender there in my teakwood chair, my worries just float away
I'm the picture on the postcard, and I'm sending these vibes your way

I got no signal on my phone, I'm just out here all alone
Lick that stamp, drop it in the box
You'll be with me, out here on the dock
If we take it four by six, life wouldn't be so hard
Just you and me, in this postcard
You and me in this postcard

You got done with your nine to five, pulled into the drive
Walked over to the mailbox, and took a look inside
Sitting there was a postcard, with a white sandy beach
You held it up and I said, what's up?
Won't you climb in and join me

I got no signal on my phone, I'm just out here all alone
Lick that stamp, drop it in the box
You'll be with me, out here on the dock
If we take it four by six, life wouldn't be so hard
Just you and me, in this postcard
You and me in this postcard

You and me in this postcard
You and me in this postcard

Written by:
Ben Suchy, josh stoneburg, weston schick

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