Faithless- Postcards Lyrics

Faithless- Postcards Lyrics

[Dido]
My beloved has gone
His boots no longer by my door
He left at daybreak and as I slept, I felt him go
(Loop of Erik Satie, as in Pet Shop Boys` Jack The Lad)

[Maxi Jazz]
New York, New York, temperature`s droppin`
The band`s out shoppin`, not stoppin` `til ears pop

Cops protect shops, lots of yellow cabs and bellhops
And it never stops
I`m waitin` to do an interview, so often to assure you
Today I feel close enough to feel you
Additional dates they were plannin` just fly through
Florida`s out
We fly September 22 to Heathrow,
but there`s not very long to go
Tonight will be a splendid show
Lettin` you live I lose you
More than four hits the level at a party
Send my dear to everybody
Please, send my passion to everybody
(everybody everybody everybody_)
Send my dear to everybody
(everybody everybody everybody_)

Honey, I`m writin` from D.C. feelin` queasy
Stayin` healthy on the road isn`t easy
The TM recommends an antigen
One of them could resist again
I lose you wish a curl in the door
What`s more, I go to rest with my Walkman
`cause half the crew snored
Don`t intend to be a bore, everybody`s been great,
But there`s fifteen of us in a bus state-to-state
So I stick up later with a tape, or meditate
My bed is travellin` at fifty-five m.p.h.
When we get it to LA, I`ll still be miles away
It`s not my best day
I`m a get some rest, God bless

[Dido]
My beloved has gone
(wo wo)
My beloved has gone
(has has has _)
(wo wo)

[Maxi Jazz]
We only stopped a diner so I`m takin` time to indite a few lines
I`m fine, sunshine, the bus driver`s
reclinin` by the smoke as the trucks pass
Gleamin` with the twinkling of sun from the ice on the windscreen
As for us, there`s too often to relate
We`ve done five gigs, yet we`re solely in our third state
America`s big, you`d love how they mess up your plate
Only put in the public even I can gain weight
Our next see is Wilmington, Delaware
Open air, there`s a rumor Melle Mel`ll be there
Anyway, all my love, God bless, I`m yawning
I really miss watching you get dressed in the morning

[Dido]
My beloved has gone
(wo wo)
My beloved has gone
(wo wo)
My beloved has gone
No earthly ships will ever
Bring him home

[Faithless- Postcards Lyrics]