Tonight the moon is pretty as a brand-new rose

And the nosey stars seem to know where everybody goes

As poets reach for words with broken motel pens

Here's something to hold on to 'til I come home again

Here the days don't have names they got numbers

And the nights just seems to dance into each other

Sacred lovers are like fire flies each one has a spark

Trying to fill the whole where once there was a heart

I'm sending postcards from the wasteland

Following my headlights don't the highway in the dark

I'm sending postcards from the wasteland

Postmarked from the state of my heart

In care of wherever you are

Now before the summer sun gets chased away

And all of our tomorrows turn into yesterdays

I'm gonna build you that castle

I'm gonna write you that song

I gotta find the words to say

Until I've got you in my arms

I'm sending you postcards from the wasteland

Following my headlights down the highway in the dark

I'm sending postcards from the wasteland

Postmarked from the state of my heart

In care of wherever you are

Tonight I'll meet you in my dreams

See you soon

Love, me