Postcards Video (MV)

There's a hollow, hollow tree I've found
It's inside this indian burial ground
So I knock to see if anyone's home
More important, to see if I'm alone

I can't go home when there's this much left to do
I've been running around, thinking less of you
I can't go home when there's this much to do
I've been running, running around
Not a thing to lose

Send a, send a postcard to ones who care
Take it to the man in town square
Go for a walk in a forest of only change
Bordered by rocks and a river in which to bathe

I can't go home when there's this much left to do
I've been running around, thinking less of you
I can't go home when there's this much to do
I've been running, running around
Not a thing to lose

Maybe, maybe we need a little more time
Like this water that's taking this shoreline
Thinking how delightful to get a piece of mail
While I'm following the stars down this winding trail

I can't go home when there's this much left to do
I've been running around, thinking less of you
I can't go home when there's this much to do
I've been running, running around
Not a thing to lose