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Jordin Sparks - Postcard |
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It's pouring outside, and my roof is leaking |
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I just let the raindrops bleed out |
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The ink from my notebook sheets, and |
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Today's a Thursday, and then it's three days late |
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I marked on the calendar, and circled today's date |
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This is the last straw, this isn't life here |
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I'm packing my dreams up, and leaving my nightmares |
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And they save the west til you feel the sunset |
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And there you'll become a star |
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So I traded my skinny jeans for dreams and limousines |
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And I'm gone |
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I'll send you a postcard, |
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Saying I'm alright (alright) |
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On the back, that I'm in love with life |
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I'll send you a postcard, |
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And sign my name in the stars |
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My radio's turned up, a full tank in my car |
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And I promise we'll be together |
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I'll never say never, |
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I'll always remember goodbye |
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'Cause I gotta go |
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I'll send you a postcard |
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Smashing on the gas, 95 on the highway |
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Got about a thousand more miles to go, |
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I might make it by Friday |
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The road's never ending, I never slow pace, and |
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The choice is now all mine, for my destination |
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They ask why I'm rushing, my dreams are waiting |
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So fasten your seatbelt, 'cause I'm gonna make it |
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And they save the west til you feel the sunset |
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And there you'll become a star |
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So I traded my skinny jeans for dreams and limousines |
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And I'm gone |
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I'll send you a postcard, |
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Saying I'm alright (alright) |
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On the back, that I'm in love with life |
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I'll send you a postcard, |
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And sign my name in the stars |
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My radio's turned up, a full tank in my car |
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And I promise we'll be together |
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I'll never say never, |
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I'll always remember goodbye |
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'Cause I gotta go |
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I'll send you a postcard |
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I'll send you a postcard |
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To whom it may concern, whoever this gets to |
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There's no looking back, I took off my rearview |
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Got my hopes on the passenger side |
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There's only room for two |
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And I'll.. |
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I'll send you a postcard, |
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Saying I'm alright (alright) |
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On the back, that I'm in love with life |
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I'll send you a postcard, |
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And sign my name in the stars |
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My radio's turned up, a full tank in my car |
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And I promise we'll be together |
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I'll never say never, |
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I'll always remember goodbye |
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'Cause I gotta go |
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I'll send you a postcard |
