San Salvador

Thought you won much to see
Like the sun through the leaves
Dream dream, you and me
Back until, bitter scene

Now, older
Thought runs backwards, rummages backyards
For something cheap
Ten cent postcard
San Salvador

I had a dream, you were there
Shaped like a souvenir

Bought a small thing you'd never buy
Fell asleep, years away
Mine fell out, yours was grey

Now, older
Thought runs backwards, rummages backyards
For something cheap
Ten cent postcard
San Salvador

I had a dream, you were therе
Shaped like a souvenir