It is really so nice?
  Does it really matter to write a postcard?
  I've been watching the sky
  It's a little reply I wait for
    It's a place over there
  Not what anyone said it might be
  I'd like to be unaware
  Surprise aren't even fair, if you ask me
    It's so nice you join in
  It makes everything clear
  You spend forever knowing
  Then decide to appear
  And I know the place that you've been
    I've been thinking all day
  Lights are spinning around my head feels
  In a different way
  I'm beginning to make some sense here
    It's so nice you join in
  It makes everything clear
  You spend forever knowing
  Then decide to appear
  And I know the place that you've never been
    Now I'm always tired
  Never did find out
  All the things you liked
  What you went without
    I'll be spending forever knowing