Track 3 of the album Saudade Sundays · 2020
Postcard from the Pier, Wish You Were Here
“A card with a picture of a pier, and I read it five times. It's a tune for people who write back late.”
jazz-pop · jazz-pop · postcard swing · 3:57
Lyrics
A card came in the morning mail A picture of a pier Blue water and a little boat And a stamp from far from here Your writing leans to the right Like you were running late You wrote it on your knee, I bet Beside a seaside gate Wish you were here, you wrote Wish you were here Three little words and a salty breeze Wish you were here I'll prop it on the window sill Where the morning light is clear And I'll hum along all day Wish you were here You say the gulls are loud You say the coffee's strong You say you thought of me When the band played our old song I read it on the stairs I read it at the stove I read it twice at the kitchen door With a smile I can't hold Wish you were here, you wrote Wish you were here Three little words and a salty breeze Wish you were here I'll prop it on the window sill Where the morning light is clear And I'll hum along all day Wish you were here So I'll find a card And I'll write you back A picture of my street Rain on the roof A light left on And a seat kept warm for your feet Wish you were here, you wrote Wish you were here Three little words and a salty breeze Wish you were here Come home when the summer ends Where the morning light is clear And I'll hum along all day Wish you were here Wish you were here Wish you were here