Two postcards of Scarborough just to keep in my mind
To hide away up there and help me remind
Myself of time past and time passing
I went down to the harbor just to catch a bite to eat
Boats along the quay and seagulls round my feet reminds me
Of when we were here together
And the food was so tasteless, the wine was so stale
I looked in the mirror and my face was so pale
So different from when we were here together
And I took a walk up to Paradise just like we did before
But it doesn't seem like Paradise to me anymore
Not since we were there together
And I sleep in the same room, the walls are so white
But there's nothing to warm me in the cool of the night
Not like when we were here together
And the food was so tasteless, the wine was so stale
I looked in the mirror and my face was so pale
So different from when we were here together
But I've got postcards of Scarborough just to keep in my mind
To hide away up there and help me remind
Myself of time past and time passing
Myself of time past and time passing
Time past and time passing
Time passing
Passing
Postcards Of Scarborough was written by Michael Chapman.
Postcards Of Scarborough was produced by Gus Dudgeon.