Lyrics

Thought you won much to see Like the sun through the leaves Dream dream, you and me Back until, bitter scene Now, older Thought runs backwards, rummages backyards For something cheap Ten cent postcard San Salvador I had a dream, you were there Shaped like a souvenir Bought a small thing you'd never buy Fell asleep, years away Mine fell out, yours was grey Now, older Thought runs backwards, rummages backyards For something cheap Ten cent postcard San Salvador I had a dream, you were therе Shaped like a souvenir