Postcard Summers Songtext
von This Perfect Day

The streets are empty 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
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la
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 it didn′t do
Much good now
And now all I'm thinking of is
That you′re happy without me
You're happy without me

So I sleep too long
And I dream too much
And I′m wondering why
Summers are never what you expect them to be
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la
Summers are never what you expect them to be

And I drink too much
You drink too much and you think too much
And I'm wondering why
Summers are never what you expect them to be
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la
Summers are never what you expect them to be