E Sundays sitting on your back porch B And I came up with a couple of chords F# And I played for you E You let me keep you entertained B With stories I exaggerate F# That you know aren't true C#m And as you sit there making daisy chains E And I throw in a hand grenade B F# And tell you how it is I really feel for you Chorus: E I'm sending postcards from my heart B F# With love for a postmark and then... G#m E You know that you make me feel like we've been caught B F# Like kids in the school yard again G#m E And I can't keep it to myself B Can't spell it any better F# L.O.V.E forever G#m E I hope you know that I'm sending a postcard B F# I don't care who sees what I sent E Or if the whole world knows what's in my head We chased the sun til it got away On a bicycle that your daddy made But not made for two Then we sat out on your rocking chair You with a flower in your hair That I found for you But then Monday always comes around And it's sad cause I can't see you now Want you to know you're always in my head Chorus C#m You know sometimes it's hard to see E You say the world that torture me G#m F# But inside I know exactly how I feel C#m The things that I can't say out loud E I'll find a place to write it down G#m F# I hope that they will find you in the end Chorus Know, know, know All the things I want you to Know, know, know | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsC#m E F# G#m B |