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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Maddie Poppe
Maddie Poppe
Performer
Scott Thomas Robinson
Scott Thomas Robinson
Performer
Michelle Mancini
Michelle Mancini
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Maddie Poppe
Maddie Poppe
Composer
Drew Pearson
Drew Pearson
Composer
Amy Kuney
Amy Kuney
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Scott Thomas Robinson
Scott Thomas Robinson
Engineer
Elijah Merritt-Hitch
Elijah Merritt-Hitch
Assistant Recording Engineer
Josh Gudwin
Josh Gudwin
Mixing Engineer
Andrew Pearson
Andrew Pearson
Producer

Lyrics

Wish I could write a postcard to my younger self And tell you that I'm happy and that I'm doing well That here I am in New York playing shows back to back There's no getting used to that If I could I'd tell you about the heat when the spotlights on I'd tell you how it sounds when they all applaud But I can't write it all down, fit it all on a postcard White space runnin' right out, I'm not even halfway so far I'd say you wouldn't believe the people you'll Meet, the places you'll go in your wildest dreams You'll have to wait and see Cause I can't fit it on a postcard from me Met a boy in LA, right now we're only friends But he's what you've always wanted and you're gonna fall for him He dresses like a cowboy, he might not be your type But he's nothing like those other guys If I could I'd tell you how we kissed in a hotel room And I'd tell you how it feels when he looks at you But I can't write it all down, fit it all on a postcard White space runnin' right out, I'm not even halfway so far I'd say you wouldn't believe the people you'll Meet, the places you'll go in your wildest dreams You'll have to wait and see Cause I can't fit it on a postcard from me I'm back here in my hometown, how long have I been gone The boy who was too good for me is still out mowin' the lawn Walkin' round my old house that I couldn't wait to leave Well now it means so much to me I can't write it all down, fit it all on a postcard White space runnin' right out, I'm not even halfway so far I'd say you wouldn't believe the people you'll Meet, the places you'll go in your wildest dreams You'll have to wait and see Cause I can't fit it on a postcard from me No I can't fit it on a postcard from me
Writer(s): Andrew Pearson, Amy Kuney, Madeline Poppe Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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