It is really so nice?  Does it really matter to write a postcard?  I've been watching the sky  It's a little reply I wait for    It's a place over there  Not what anyone said it might be  I'd like to be unaware  Surprise aren't even fair, if you ask me    It's so nice you join in  It makes everything clear  You spend forever knowing  Then decide to appear  And I know the place that you've been    I've been thinking all day  Lights are spinning around my head feels  In a different way  I'm beginning to make some sense here    It's so nice you join in  It makes everything clear  You spend forever knowing  Then decide to appear  And I know the place that you've never been    Now I'm always tired  Never did find out  All the things you liked  What you went without    I'll be spending forever knowing