The Back of a Postcard

Hingham Harbor is a place we used to go
Where the boats would pass us by
And jets would take the sky
Their lights would flicker in their own Morse Code
And the stories that they told
Never ever got old

If hearts are open doors
Then understand me now

It's been a while since you've heard from me
You know I haven't changed that much
Since the time we both lost touch
Your words were always like a river
A rivеr that I wished would never еnd
But I never knew what was around each bend

Your heart's an open door
So understand me
Hear me out

This isn't just another love song
Open your arms
And let me into the place you are
Not just another love song
Written on the back of a postcard, love
Please take me to the place you are

There are lots of tired things that come to mind
Like "You are one of a kind
The stars, they are aligned"
I could use a bunch of jumbled words instead
But this is only a postcard
My space is limited

To say what it is I have to say
It can't wait another day, no
Do you believe me
Are we seeing the same thing
From a thousand miles away

This isn't just another love song
Open your arms
And let me into the place you are
Not just another love song
Written on the back of a postcard, love
Please take me to the place

We were before
So I didn't have to settle for a letter
Written with a hotel pen
I don't know where I'm going
But I want to start again

Your heart's an open door
So understand me, love

This isn't just another love song
Open your arms
And let me into the place you are
Not just another love song
Written on the back of a postcard, love
Please take me to the place you are
Please take me to the place you are
Take me to the place you are