Postcards - Live At Alexandra Palace

My love has gone

His boots no longer by my door

He left at dawn

And as I slept I felt him go

New York, New York temperature's droppin'

The band's out shoppin' not stoppin' till ears pop

Cops protect shops, lotsa yellow cabs and bell hops

And it never stops

I'm waiting to do an interview, so much to tell you

Today i feel close enough to smell you

Additional dates they were planning just fell through

Florida's out, we fly September 22 to Heathrow

So there's not really long to go

Tonight will be a brilliant show lettin' you know I miss you

More than four hits the floor at a party

Send my love to everybody

Send my love to everybody

Send my love to everybody

Honey I'm writing from DC, feelin' queasy

Stayin' healthy on the road isn't easy

The T.M. recommend Sanatogen

One of them could resist takin' the

I miss you like a lock on the door what's more

I go to sleep with my Walkman 'cos half the crew snore

Don't mean to be a bore, everybody's been great

But there's fifteen of us in a bus state to state

So I stay up late with a tape or meditate

My bed is travellin' at 55 mph

When we make it to L.A. I'll still be miles away

It's not my best day I'm gonna get some rest

God Bless

My love has gone

My love has gone

We just stopped at a diner so I'm takin' time to write a few lines

I'm fine, sun's shinin' bus driver's reclinin' by the grass as the truck's pass

Gleamin' with a flash of sunlight from the glass on the windscreen

As for us there's too much to relate

We've done five gigs yet we're only in our third state

America's big! You'd love how they pile up your plate

Only place in the world even I can gain weight

Our next date is Wilmington, Delaware, open air

There's a rumour Melle Mel'll be there

Anyway, All my love, God bless I'm yawning

I really miss watchin' you get dressed in the morning

My love has gone

My love has gone

My love has gone

No earthly ships will ever bring him home again