Luyện nghe bài hát Postcards

Well, old are romantic when they're intact
And old postcards are romantically full of
And the one you to watch
Are the one that keep back
And you came back, yes you came

And old cards sit on old
And the streets changed
But I think I'm the same

And it's not what I want to hear, what I want to see but your covered in postcards from you to me, to me

you see me sit by myself
You'll think I'm waiting for someone else
But I'm for somewhere else
I'm wishing for else

you see me sit by myself
You'll think I'm waiting for someone else
But I'm wishing for else
I'm for somewhere else

Two in a month or so,
Well, I don't I just don't know

Two in a month or so,
Well, I don't I just don't know

And it's not what I want to hear, what I want to see but skin's covered in postcards from you to me, to me
To me, to me, to me, to me