| Song | Postcard Love |
| Artist | Phil Manzanera |
| Album | Listen Now |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : MacCormick, Manzanera | |
| MacCormack-Manzanera | |
| The message reads | |
| "Well, hi there pal | |
| How have you been? | |
| Its such a long, long time" | |
| Signed "with love" | |
| A blue ink kiss | |
| Is there above | |
| "I hope you're feeling fine" | |
| Postcard scenes | |
| Of sun and sand and smart hotels | |
| Where palm trees grow | |
| Stretch out and warm this tired old town | |
| Across a thousand miles | |
| Her love brings smiles | |
| You read her words once more | |
| Before you let the lights go down | |
| Panoramic views and side street scenes | |
| Fancy clubs, the current tourist themes | |
| For twenty cents, no more, the mail man brings | |
| Postcard love | |
| Friends come and go so quickly | |
| You wish she'd stayed | |
| Singing songs for love is oh so very fine | |
| You played your hand and laid it on the line | |
| You bared your heart | |
| She trumped it every time | |
| Panoramic views and side street scenes | |
| Fancy clubs and slick, black limousines | |
| Not knowing what he does, the mail man brings | |
| Postcard love | |
| And her message reads | |
| "Well, hi there pal | |
| How have you been? | |
| Its such a long, long time" | |
| And though its signed "with love" | |
| You know it's just a friendly touch | |
| I bet she hopes your feeling fine | |
| For postcard love | |
| Is all you'll ever get from her | |
| It's not her fault she hurt you bad | |
| And it will never mend | |
| 'Cos the "love" she sent and signed | |
| Was never meant to find | |
| The heart of one, and yes you know | |
| She thought was just a friend |
| zuo ci : MacCormick, Manzanera | |
| MacCormackManzanera | |
| The message reads | |
| " Well, hi there pal | |
| How have you been? | |
| Its such a long, long time" | |
| Signed " with love" | |
| A blue ink kiss | |
| Is there above | |
| " I hope you' re feeling fine" | |
| Postcard scenes | |
| Of sun and sand and smart hotels | |
| Where palm trees grow | |
| Stretch out and warm this tired old town | |
| Across a thousand miles | |
| Her love brings smiles | |
| You read her words once more | |
| Before you let the lights go down | |
| Panoramic views and side street scenes | |
| Fancy clubs, the current tourist themes | |
| For twenty cents, no more, the mail man brings | |
| Postcard love | |
| Friends come and go so quickly | |
| You wish she' d stayed | |
| Singing songs for love is oh so very fine | |
| You played your hand and laid it on the line | |
| You bared your heart | |
| She trumped it every time | |
| Panoramic views and side street scenes | |
| Fancy clubs and slick, black limousines | |
| Not knowing what he does, the mail man brings | |
| Postcard love | |
| And her message reads | |
| " Well, hi there pal | |
| How have you been? | |
| Its such a long, long time" | |
| And though its signed " with love" | |
| You know it' s just a friendly touch | |
| I bet she hopes your feeling fine | |
| For postcard love | |
| Is all you' ll ever get from her | |
| It' s not her fault she hurt you bad | |
| And it will never mend | |
| ' Cos the " love" she sent and signed | |
| Was never meant to find | |
| The heart of one, and yes you know | |
| She thought was just a friend |
| zuò cí : MacCormick, Manzanera | |
| MacCormackManzanera | |
| The message reads | |
| " Well, hi there pal | |
| How have you been? | |
| Its such a long, long time" | |
| Signed " with love" | |
| A blue ink kiss | |
| Is there above | |
| " I hope you' re feeling fine" | |
| Postcard scenes | |
| Of sun and sand and smart hotels | |
| Where palm trees grow | |
| Stretch out and warm this tired old town | |
| Across a thousand miles | |
| Her love brings smiles | |
| You read her words once more | |
| Before you let the lights go down | |
| Panoramic views and side street scenes | |
| Fancy clubs, the current tourist themes | |
| For twenty cents, no more, the mail man brings | |
| Postcard love | |
| Friends come and go so quickly | |
| You wish she' d stayed | |
| Singing songs for love is oh so very fine | |
| You played your hand and laid it on the line | |
| You bared your heart | |
| She trumped it every time | |
| Panoramic views and side street scenes | |
| Fancy clubs and slick, black limousines | |
| Not knowing what he does, the mail man brings | |
| Postcard love | |
| And her message reads | |
| " Well, hi there pal | |
| How have you been? | |
| Its such a long, long time" | |
| And though its signed " with love" | |
| You know it' s just a friendly touch | |
| I bet she hopes your feeling fine | |
| For postcard love | |
| Is all you' ll ever get from her | |
| It' s not her fault she hurt you bad | |
| And it will never mend | |
| ' Cos the " love" she sent and signed | |
| Was never meant to find | |
| The heart of one, and yes you know | |
| She thought was just a friend |