Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Patty Smyth
Patty Smyth
Vocals
Matt Serletic
Matt Serletic
Keyboards
Duke Roth
Duke Roth
Guitar
Thommy Price
Thommy Price
Drums
Winston Roye
Winston Roye
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Patty Smyth
Patty Smyth
Songwriter
Glen Burtnik
Glen Burtnik
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Matt Serletic
Matt Serletic
Producer
Mark Dobson
Mark Dobson
Editing Engineer
Gary Tole
Gary Tole
Mixing Engineer
Jason Stasium
Jason Stasium
Assistant Engineer
George Marino
George Marino
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Time goes by, I fall out of touch
I can't explain why I fall so much
I bought a pack of cigarettes
Sent an old Elvis stamp to your new address
The weather's here
Wish I was fine
Wish that you could read between the lines
You dream in colors
My night comes in black and blue
I'll send a postcard
Oh, how I wish that I were you
I am nothing, you are more
Than flesh and blood
A golden door
Let me come inside of you
Let me do the things I wanna do
Take me down to where you live
Take the things I cannot give
'Cause you dream in colors
My night comes in black and blue
I'll send a postcard
Oh, how I wish that I were you
(Bridge)
You are like the ocean
I'm a river that's run dry
If you cannot reach me
All my wild flowers they will die
Take me down to where you live
Take the things I cannot give
You dream in colors
My night comes in black and blue
I'll send a postcard
Oh, how I wish that I were you
Written by: Glen Burtnik, P. Smyth-McEnroe, Patty Smyth
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