Letra de Postcards from Catalunya
We talked for hours And nothing make much sense I'm sick and tired Of sitting on the fence'Cause I've been sitting here for hours And I thought I found the answers to the questions I was asking Now I'm not sure what they were amongst the postcards of Catalunya And the late night conversations, I I can't find the how's or why'sWe talk in circles We move in narrow lines I miss the gray patch Between the black and whiteAnd I've been sitting here for hours And I thought I found the answers to The questions I was asking Now I'm not sure what they were Amongst the postcards of Catalunya And the late night conversations, I I can't find the how's or why'sI miss the silence Of sitting here alone I think I love you But I'm better on my own'Cause I've been sitting here for hours And I thought I found the answers to the questions I was asking Now I'm not sure what they were amongst the postcards of Catalunya And the late night conversations, I I can't find the how's or why'sI can't find the how's or why's I can't find the how's or why's I can't find the how's or why's