Postcard - Letting Up Despite Great Faults

In my head I know your side but I’m lost in dead divide

I’ll bear your stares for one last taste I could’ve been with you

In my heart I hide in gray, I mistimed, I lost today

I feel undressed on this occasion where we’re breaking everything

There’s no single burn that can drag me back in

It’s time for me to dream again, I’ll try to find you a postcard in June

In my eyes this round is yours, I know you know

Stuck like glue, I thought you said you were warming up to ideas of me

Now I burn and you burn, postmarked for another turn

The lights are on but I can’t believe you said those things to me