Postcards James Blunt

[Verse 1]
Sundays sitting on your back porch
And I came on with a couple of chords
And I played for you
You let me keep you entertained
With stories I exaggerate
That you know aren't true
And as you sit there making daisy chains
And I throw in a hand grenade
And tell you how it is I really feel for you

[Chorus]
I'm sending postcards from my heart
Your love for a postmark and then
You know that you make me feel like
We've been caught like kids in the schoolyard again
And I can't keep it to myself
Can't spell it any better
L.O.V.E forever
I hope you know that
I'm sending a postcard
I don't care who sees what I've said
Or if the whole world knows what's in my head

[Verse 2]
We chased the sun til it got away
On a bicycle that your daddy made
But not made for two
Then we sat out on your rocking chair
You with a flower in your hair
That I found for you
But then Monday always comes around
And it's sad cause I can't see you now
Want you to know you're always in my head