"Postcards From Paradise" lyrics - PAUL WESTERBERG

The end...
Got a postcard from paradise
Delivered by mortal hands
"X" marks the spot where you lay
And the sun burned down on the sand
I sat and watch you sleeping
I can feel you breathing
I wonder if you're dreaming
If you're dreaming
What are you dreaming of

I fell under your spell
And I lay where I fell
Wind down your window
I think I'm going to kiss you
I don't know what else to do
You send me postcards from paradise
Say "I want you"
Send me postcards from paradise
Yeah you

Our car broke down in the rain,
Can't get started again without you
I want you
I want you to stay

Got a postcard from paradise
Delivered by mortal hands
"X" marks the spot where you lay
And the sun burned down on the sand

There goes love again
Seven day wondering
Out on the ledge again
Ready to jump again
Here comes temptation
Dragging it out again
I'm riding a bullet train
To your supersonic station

I fell under your spell
And I lay where I fell
Wind down your window
I think I'm going to kiss you
I don't know what else to do
You send me postcards from paradise
Say "I want you"
Send me postcards from paradise
Yeah you

Our car broke down in the rain,
Can't get it started again without you
I want you
I want you to stay

Postcards from paradise
I want you
Postcards from paradise
Yeah I want you to send me
Postcards from paradise