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Sent a postcard to you today from the wind ridden coast
Reads "As much as I hate it right now, I′m not coming home"
I could lie and say I'll try my best but I′m tired of holding hope
I still remember being too damn young playing on the road
Then we'd sit on the worn-out couch that I once cut a hole
Lord, I was so scared of dad finding out, but it wasn't long ′til you told
We were sold, thinking we had it all
If it got cold, we′d bundle up for the fall
Since we've grown these days, I′m twice as small
Words were all I needed to feel like I was ten-feet tall
Know I don't say it near enough but I′m proud and hope you know
Although time has taken me far away, I'm not yet a ghost
When I look at the queen you′ve become, well, it brightens my soul
We were sold on thinking we had it all
If it got cold, we'd bundle up for the fall
Since we've grown these days, I′m twice as small
Words were all I needed to feel like I was ten-feet tall
Words were all I needed to feel like I was ten-feet tall
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Writer(s): Sam Barber Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
