Postcards

E                      
Sundays sitting on your back porch
       B
And I came up with a couple of cords
          F#
And I played for you
 
 
       E
You let me keep you entertained
        B
With stories I exaggerate
          F#
That you know aren't true
 
 
               Dbm
And as you sit there making daisy chains
       E
And I throw in a hand granate
        B                                   F#
And tell you how it is I really feel for you
 
 
                    E            
I'm sending postcards from my heart
        B                              F#
With love for a postmark and then... 
                  Dbm          E
You know that you make me feel like we've been caught
       B                             F#
Like kids in the school yard again
             Dbm                     E
And I can't keep it to myself
         B
Can't spell it any better
 F#
l.o.v.e forever
     Dbm                E
I hope you know that I'm sending a postcard
   B                                        F#
I don't care who sees what I sent
         Dbm
Or if the whole world knows what's in my head
 
Interlude: E  B  F#  Dbm
 
 
-follow the same chord progression-
 
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
Wan't you to know you're always in my head
 
I'm sending postcards from my heart
With love for a postmark and then... 
You know that you make me feel like we've been caught
Like kids in the school yard 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 sent
Or if the whole world knows what's in my head
 
Interlude -x2-: E  B  F#  Dbm
 
            Dbm
You know sometimes it's hard to see
        E
You say the world that torture me
       G#m                                 F#
But inside I know exactly how I feel
        Dbm
The things that I can't say out loud
     E
I'll find a place to write it down
   G#m                             F#
I hope that they will find you in the end
 
 
I'm sending postcards from my heart
With love for a postmark and then... 
You know that you make me feel like we've been caught
Like kids in the school yard 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 sent
Or if the whole world knows what's in my head
 
B  F#  Db  G#m
 
Know, know, know
All the things I want you to
Know, know, know