Postcard Summers

The streets are emty now
And no one.s at home
Friends send me postcards
I even get one from you
It reads something like;
I.m in Greece now
The water is dirty here
But I.m happy without you
I.m happy without you

So I drink too much
And I think too much
And I.m wondering why
Summers are never what you expect them to be

I even wore your make-up
That you.d left at my house
Just to see if it
Would make me feel better
But I didn.t do
Much good no
And now all I.m thinking of is
That you.re happy without me
You.re happy without me

So I sleep to long
And I dream too mch
And I wondering why
Summers are never what you expect them to be
So I drink too much...