Stamps of the World

I’m thinking about the morning sun

How it makes a home here for everyone

And every time now I get on the plane

I see the streets and parks and the houses laying

I’m thinking about that cruel afternoon

When I told you how I’d be leaving soon

And even though you had acted surprised

I could tell you knew by the look in your eyes

And the stamps of the world

All the cotton that’s born

And rooftops and icebergs

Stamps of the world

Wish I could be somewhere no one has heard of

I’m thinking about the evening sky

How the clouds make maps of abandoned lives

When intentions have fled to deliver on time

Words left unsaid and letters unsigned

And the stamps of the world

From far away climbs

Forgotten pearls

Stamps of the world

A time that we had

That’s never returning

I’m thinking about the morning sun

How it makes a home here for everyone

And every time now I get on a plane

I see the streets and parks and the houses laying

I’m thinking about that cruel afternoon

When I told you how I’d be leaving soon

And even though you had acted surprised

I could tell you knew by the look in your eyes

And the stamps of the world

From far away climes, forgotten pearls

Stamps of the world

A time that we had

That’s never returning