I'll send you a postcard
I promise that i'll write
I'll send you a postcard
I'll write every night
But i gotta leave
I gotta take flight
I gotta leave
I gotta take flight
In a former life, i baked you pies that you really liked
In a former life, i hung your clothes to dry the way you liked
The way you like the way you like the way you really really like
The way you like the way you like the way you really really like
But i'll never be the one to evaporate your nightmares
And i'll never be the one to climb up all those stairs
But i'll never be the one to be there
No, i'll never be the one to be there
In a former life, i built you a house with my own two hands
In a former life, i did my hair the way you like
The way you like the way you like the way you really really like
The way you like the way you like the way you really really like
But i'll never be the one to calm the raging seas
And i'll never be the one, so stop asking me please
So stop asking me please asking me please
In a former life, i got down on my hands and knees
And told you everything and told you everything
In a former life, i was really something really something
But i'll never be the one you really need
No, i'll never be the one you really need