Postcards    (video)    (clip)

 

      C

1. Sunday sitting on your back porch,

          G                                                                 D

    and I came on with a couple of chords, and I played for you.

            C

    You let me keep you entertained

              G                                             D

    with stories I exaggerate that you know aren't true.

                      Am

    And as you sit there making daisy chains,

          C

    and I throw in a hand grenade,

           Em                                  D

    and tell you how it is I really feel for you.

 

                     C

I'm sending postcards from my heart,

         G                                      D

your love for a postmark and then,

                        Em                      C

you know that y….ou make me feel like

                                      G                                     D

we've been caught like kids in the school yard again,

                  Em                C                                G                        D

and I can't keep it to myself, can't spell it any better, L.O.V.E forever.

                       Em                 C

I hope you kno….w that I'm sending a postcard,

    G                                             D

I don't care who sees what I've said,

                  D                                               C

or if the whole world knows what's in my head.

 

+  C - G - D - Em

 

              C

2. We chased the sun 'til it got away

             G                                                            D

    on a bicycle that your daddy made, but not made for two.

                    C

    Then we sat out on your rocking chair,

      G                                                     D

    you with a flower in your hair that I found for you.

                    Am

    But then Monday always comes around,

                  C

    and it's sad ‘cause I can't see you now,

             Em                                                 D

    want you to know you're always in my head.

 

+  CHORUS        +  C - G - D - Em (2x)

 

                      C

+  You know sometimes it's hard to see,

          C

    or say the words that torture me,

         Em                                         D

    but inside I know exactly how I feel.

             C

    The things that I can't say out loud,

         C

    I'll find a place to write it down,

        Em                                               D

    I hope that they will find you in the end.

 

 

+  CHORUS  (ending in Am instead of C)

 

               - C             - G

+  Know,        know,         know !

 

   D                                             - Am            - C           - G

+     All the things I want you to           know,       know,       know. (5x)

 

   D                                               Am

+     All the things I want you to know.

 

(orig. = capo 4th)    (James Blunt)