Living in a Postcard

It’s like I was born with a stamp on my head
Now I’m headed off west, trying to make a living
Doing what I do best
I’m sending you a postcard with a view
All the places that I’ve been
Just to say how much I miss you
Wish you were here’s what it would say on its back
Oh!
'Cause living in a postcard maybe pretty, but it’s lonely
And the only thing I can do is enjoy the view
And wait 'til I made it home
Home back to you
Life in a postcard, it seems like a dream
But if you look closely it’s not at all like it seems
But one thing it’s missing is time that was spent with you
I’ve been traveling so long, but no matter where I am
I’m trying to send you a postcard as soon as I can
I’m trying to make it so very soon
But until then this postcard I’m living in will…
Will just have to do
Oh!
'Cause living in a postcard maybe pretty, but it’s lonely
And the only thing I can do is enjoy the view
And wait 'til I made it home
Home back to you