Postcard from the Bleachers, Wish You Were Here

Lyrics

Found a postcard in the bleachers, stuck beneath a seat
Picture of a ballpark on a sunny summer street
On the back in pencil, in a soft and hurried hand
Wish you were here, love, in the cheap seats where we stand

No name and no address, just a smudge of lipstick red
A little heart drawn crooked where the stamp was meant to be
I sat there in the quiet with the lights all burning low
And I wondered who was waiting for the words to come back home

Wish you were here, wish you were here
Written in pencil, soft and clear
Every empty seat is a story that's true
Somebody's wishing somebody was here with you

I put it in my pocket and I drove it down the line
Past the corn and past the water tower, past the county sign
I mailed it to nobody, to the whole wide open sky
And I swear that night the stars all wrote back by and by

Wish you were here, wish you were here
Written in pencil, soft and clear
Every empty seat is a story that's true
Somebody's wishing somebody was here with you

Maybe love is just a postcard, short and sweet and brave
Sent into the distance with no promise it will land
But the sending is the music, and the wishing is the song
And I hum it to the highway as I'm driving all night long

Wish you were here, wish you were here
Written in pencil, soft and clear
Every empty seat is a story that's true
Somebody's wishing somebody was here with you

Wish you were here
Wish you were here