The Postcard Reads Lyrics Meanings
by Horizon 50

Broken hearts breathe in the dark
Making lists of things to do
In my house of a hundred rooms
I see the shape of you
Rain rain come again
Wash us down the road
You only visit when you need a friend
When the cold wind blows

Wrap me in your thousand arms
I don't know where else to run
We're a thousand miles behind
Half-finished and half-begun

Cross your heart and hope to die
It was never a waste of time
The light so full of light
The carnival sublime
I'm so tired of looking for you
In the streets you're not in
From the beach to the avenue
I'm jealous of everything

Wrap me in your thousand arms
I don't know where else to run
We're a thousand miles behind
Half-finished and half-begun
Half-finished and half-begun