Postcards And Memories

In the truck stop by the convenience store
I didn’t think my heart would break
I promised you I’d send a postcard
But I never said I would remember your name
I’m a farmhand baby, don’t forget it
I’m tied to this god awful land
It’s been six months since I saw the sea
I wanna feel my toes in the sand
And you don’t know how much I wanna be
Wrapped up in your arms along the sea
Quoting Proust and avoiding misery
I’m picking you up at midnight
In my two seat Mercedes-Benz
I’m sorry, baby, but there won’t be
Any room for none of your friends
In the express lane at the checkout aisle
I didn’t think my belly would ache
I promised you a life filled with no regrets
I didn’t know how much work that would take
I’m a war vet baby, don’t forget it
I’ve already bested my foe
It’s been six months since you said to me
You’re sorry to see me go
And you don’t know how much I wanna be
Wrapped up in your arms along the sea
Quoting Proust and avoiding misery
I’m picking you up at midnight
In my two seat Mercedes-Benz
I’m sorry, baby, but there won’t be
Any room for none of your friends