can't stay here
de marin county lighthouse keeper
If you never say goodbye
To the best thing in your life
There are things you don't appreciate
At all
So it's best that you don't try
Holding back the time
Are you ever gonna be
Quite satisfied
Postcard from heaven
Go to where you belong
Never find the perfect situation
Untill you know where you're from
If you ever say goodbye
No regrets, I won't ask why
And I wish you all the best luck
In the world
Should you ever change your mind
Holding back the sunshine
Are you ever gonna be
Quite satisfied
Postcard from heaven
Go to where you belong
Never find the perfect situation
Untill you know where you're from
Postcard from heaven
Go to where you belong
Never find the perfect situation
Untill you know where you're from
Postcard from heaven
Go to where you belong
Never find the perfect situation
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