Lyrics:

Tonight the moon is pretty as a brand new rose And the nosey stars seem to know Where everybody goes As poets reach for words With broken motel pens Heres something to hold on to till I come home again Here the days dont have names they got numbers And the nights just seems to dance into each other Sacred lovers are like fire flies each one has a spark Trying to fill the whole where once there was a heart Im sending Postcards from the Wasteland Following my headlights dont the highway in the dark Im sending Postcards from the Wasteland Postmarked from the state of my heart In care of wherever you are Now before the summer sun gets chased away And all of our tomorrows turn into yesterdays Im gonna build you that castle Im gonna write you that song I gotta find the words to say Until Ive got you in my arms Im sending you Postcards from the Wasteland Following my headlights down the highway in the dark Im sending Postcards from the Wasteland Postmarked from the state of my heart In care of wherever you are Tonight Ill meet you in my dreams See you soon. Love, me