three wordsalways understood two ways.
a postcard
from somewhere sunny with the name erased.
that leaves you wanting more.
the words are there, but still it's not the same now.
it's not the same as before.
in the end
it could end
in such an ordinary way.
and the years
and the past
give in to ordinary
ordinary days.
a nice way
of saying nothing without empty space.
'cause goodbyes
never have a proper time or place.
and no better time than now.
so the words are said
but still it's not the same somehow
when your world's coming down.
in the end
it could end
in such an ordinary way.
and the years
and the past
give into ordinary
ordinary days.
and what you've found when it's erased.
sometimes fate leaves an empty space.
in the end
it could end
in such an ordinary way.
and the years
and the past
give into ordinary
ordinary
ordinary
ordinary
ordinary days.
(written by ian murray)