I got a postcard in the mail today
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And on the back she wrote the words that she could not say
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On the front a desert sky orange red and brown
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She wrote will you think of me when the sun goes down
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She wrote it wasn't anything I did
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To make her leave me all alone to raise both our kids
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Said she cannot spend the night in that desert town
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Cause she always thinks of me when the sun goes down
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So hard to know how long its gonna take
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To hear the heart that was never supposed to break
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She said to tell her mother hi for her
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And that she thinks of coming home but she's still not sure
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Plays piano when she can
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But she hates the sound
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And she always thinks of me when sun goes down
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So hard to know how long it's gonna take
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To hear the heart that was never supposed to break
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What a mistake
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I put that postcard in the fire tonight
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Like all the others that she sends cuz they are all alike
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I closed the window and I pulled the shades all down
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I'm not gonna think of her when the sun goes down
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when the sun goes down
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when the sun goes down
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when the sun goes down
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when the sun goes down
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when the sun goes down
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Sun Goes Down
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| Eric Hutchinson |
