Rearview
With three months in hand
And shows left to play
I write this song
Your groove's in my mind
And I miss you
I miss you
And now that you're gone
Your kick drum still here
With David's chord flat
Song writing ventures on
And on and on and on
Old postcards, stained with age
Long thoughts of her, in rearview
New days with, without you
Lonesome eyes but hearts so full
I'm glad you stopped to see the view
Old postcards, stained with age
Long thoughts of her, in rearview
New days with, without you
Lonesome eyes but hearts so full
I'm glad you stopped to see the view
A clear night in June
crowd round your feet
The songs that you sang
And the words that you spoke
In our rearview
'Til next time it is
I've said time again
More to myself
But I think that I mean it
And on and on and on
Old postcards, stained with age
Long thoughts of her, in rearview
New days with, without you
Lonesome eyes but hearts so full
I'm glad you stopped to see the view
Old postcards, stained with age
Long thoughts of her, in rearview
New days with, without you
Lonesome eyes but hearts so full
I'm glad you stopped to see the view
And on and on and on
Old postcards, stained with age
Long thoughts of her, in rearview
New days with, without you
Lonesome eyes but hearts so full
I'm glad you stopped to see the view
Old postcards, stained with age
Long thoughts of her, in rearview
New days with, without you
Lonesome eyes but hearts so full
I'm glad you stopped to see the view
And shows left to play
I write this song
Your groove's in my mind
And I miss you
I miss you
And now that you're gone
Your kick drum still here
With David's chord flat
Song writing ventures on
And on and on and on
Old postcards, stained with age
Long thoughts of her, in rearview
New days with, without you
Lonesome eyes but hearts so full
I'm glad you stopped to see the view
Old postcards, stained with age
Long thoughts of her, in rearview
New days with, without you
Lonesome eyes but hearts so full
I'm glad you stopped to see the view
A clear night in June
crowd round your feet
The songs that you sang
And the words that you spoke
In our rearview
'Til next time it is
I've said time again
More to myself
But I think that I mean it
And on and on and on
Old postcards, stained with age
Long thoughts of her, in rearview
New days with, without you
Lonesome eyes but hearts so full
I'm glad you stopped to see the view
Old postcards, stained with age
Long thoughts of her, in rearview
New days with, without you
Lonesome eyes but hearts so full
I'm glad you stopped to see the view
And on and on and on
Old postcards, stained with age
Long thoughts of her, in rearview
New days with, without you
Lonesome eyes but hearts so full
I'm glad you stopped to see the view
Old postcards, stained with age
Long thoughts of her, in rearview
New days with, without you
Lonesome eyes but hearts so full
I'm glad you stopped to see the view
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Writer(s): Quoc Le
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