Postcards

You had my flag with the lone white star

In the back of an old white car

Ninety miles from the Florida shore

You’re the one that I came for

We never talked on the telephone

Just tell me I’m Corazon

Like Marti park on the Calle three

When you whispered that you love me

My thoughts are drifting away

Ten months and just as many days

My thoughts are drifting away

Ten months and just as many days

Reading cause I’m awake

You are so far away

Everything you had to say

Postcards in bed

We know it’s true and we understand

I have the city and you have the sand

I got your cards when I got back home and a message on

the telephone:

"I loved our summer and I loved your smile, but I’ve

gone to the States for a while...I’m at my friends, got

no time to write...That’s all...I’ve got a date

tonight..."

There’s nothing left to say

Pero yo siempre lo amaré

We land our holiday

Pero yo siempre lo amaré

Reading cause I’m awake

You are so far away

Everything you had to say

Postcards in bed

Havana on an sunny day

You and I will get away

More than just a holiday

Postcards in bed