Chords for Stacey Kent - Postcard Lovers

[Em] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [G] _
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[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [Eb] _
Lately I've [Db] become _ _ [Ab] such a postcard lover, _ [Fm] _ _ _ [Ab] _
especially of the [Db] ones _ [Bbm] [Dm] I get from you.
_ _ _ _ _ [C]
And if these days, _ _ they don't come quite so often,
_ _ [Dm] _
[C] They charm [G] me more [C] than ever, when [Fm] they do,
_ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ _
[Cm] I'll picture you, [Fm] _ _ _
[Ab] beside a sunny harbor, _ _ [Bbm] _ _
[Ab] waiting for a [Fm] boat to come [Dm] to shore.
_ Your _ _ _
[Em] _ _ finger [A] lingering _ on [C] a postcard spinner,
_ _ [Dm] _
In [C] the [G] doorway [C] of a tacky [Bbm] tourist store, _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
[Ab] or whiling away, _ _ _
[C] Those warm and [Gb] chatted [C] evenings, _ _
[E] _ riding in the corner of [Em] some cafe. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Gbm] Those careless collections _ [D]
[A] of words [F] and feelings,
_ _ [Dm]
[Am] You happen to feel [D] like [Cm] sending [Gm] me [Fm] that day.
_ _ _ _ [C] _
[Ab] I save every _ [Fm] card, _ [Cm] although it gets [Fm] hard, _ _
To keep [Cm] some order [Ab] amongst those random _
[Bbm] _ souvenirs.
[Fm] It _ _ _ _ amazes me some, [Dbm] _ _ _
[Ab] the [Cm] way we've [B] become, _
[Fm] Such postcard lovers, _ _ [Db] divided by the oceans _ [Bb] _ and [Cm] the years.
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[Am] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ [C] _ _
[Db] _ _ _ [Bbm] _ [Ab] _ _ [C] _ _
[Eb] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ [Fm] _
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[E] _ [D] _ _ _ [Dbm] _ [Db] _ _ _
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_ _ [Eb] _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ [Bbm] _
[Fm] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Dbm] _ _ _ [Bb] _
[Ab] _ Have you found [Db] yourself _ _ [Ab] some wonderful [Eb] companion, _ _
And [Ab] all the happiness [Fm] _ that [Dm] heaven allows?
_ [G] _ [F] _ _ [G] _
[C] Or are you [F] homesick _ for [G] that grey and drizzly nation,
[Dm] _ _
As [G] you walk home [C] amidst the evening [D] crowds,
[Fm] The [C] _ _ [Dm] _ _
[Ab] _ postcards I send to [Fm] you, _ [Ab]
from my own travels,
[Fm] _ _ _
[Cm] Can hardly match the [Fm] ones you send [F] to me.
_ _ _ _ [G] But at least [Am] I give [G] you, _ news of what I am doing,
[C] _ _ _
And open [G] my heart to [C] you, _ _ [Bbm] occasionally,
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _
[Ab] Looking back _ on _ [C]
all the cards you've written,
_ _ [Dbm] From every far-flung [Gb] corner [E] beneath the [Em] sun.
_ _ [B] _ _ _ [A] _ [Gbm] They say so little _ of [D] [Dm] the life you're really leading,
_ _ [Am] So little of the [Cm] person _ [Fm] you've become,
_ But _ [C] _ _ [Ab] they still bear the [Fm] traces, _ [Bbm] _ _ [Ab] of all the special [C] places,
_ [Bbm] _ [Ab] We've kept deep within [Bbm] our hopes, and in our fears.
_ _ _ [Db] _ _ [D] It amazes me [Dbm] some, _ _ [Ab] the way we've become,
[B] _ _ _ [Bb] Such postcard lovers, _ _ divided [Bbm] by the oceans,
_ _ and _ [Ab] the _ years.
_ [Fm] _ _ [Ebm] _ _ [E] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Eb] _ [A] _ _ [E] _
_ [Eb] _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _
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