Postcard for a Bookmark Songtext
von The Little Stevies

I′ve never known you in the summer on those long hot summer days
And I've never known you in the morning with the sun upon your face
But I believe when you return those long days will come again
And we can stay in bed til midday when we′ve woken up at 10

And it's just like in that Lucksmiths song
And I realise it's you I′ve been missing all along

I miss those summer evenings playing guitar with Mitchy in the park
Man you should see us sitting, strumming in that itchy grass til it gets dark
And we′ll be heading out but not before we've danced all around the living room
And I can′t decide if you've come back too late or whether you′ve come back to soon


And it's just like in that Lucksmiths song
And I realise it′s you I've been missing all along

There's a novel by my bed with a postcard for bookmark baby that′s the one you sent
I just wanted you to know I get this special kind of sadness when I walk around the places we went and talked
She′d have to be a lot like you

So let's go dancing through some garden with bare feet to that music from the sky
And we can laugh at all the people as they walk and pass us by
I sometimes think that maybe everything seems bigger in my head
But then I think that I could fill the sea with all the things you′ve said

And it's just like in that Lucksmiths song
And I realise it′s you I've been missing all along