Postcards taby ukulele według James Blunt

E
Sundays sitting on your back porch
    B
And I came up with a couple of cords
F#
And I played for you

E
You let me keep you entertained
     B
With stories I exaggerate
F#
That you know aren't true

C#m
And as you sit there making daisy chains
    E
And I throw in a hand granate
                       F# 
And tell you how it is I really feel for you

[Chorus:]
            E
I'm sending postcards from my heart
     B                       F#
With love for a postmark and then..
              G#m               E
You know that you make me feel like we've been caught
     B                       F#
Like kids in the school yard again
            G#m           E
And I can't keep it to myself
                   B
Can't spell it any better 
           F#
L.O.V.E forever
           G#m           E
I hope you know that I'm sending a postcard
  B                          F#
I don't care who sees what I sent
                                         E
Or if the whole world knows what's in my head

| G#m | F# | G#m |

   E
We chased the sun til it got away
     B
On a bicycle that your daddy made
        F#
But not made for two

        E
Then we sat out on your rocking chair
B
You with a flower in your hair
       F#
That I found for you

         C#m
But then monday always comes around
         E
And it's sad 'cause I can't see you now
      G#m                             F#
Wan't you to know you're always in my head


[Chorus:]
            E
I'm sending postcards from my heart
     B                       F#
With love for a postmark and then..
              G#m               E
You know that you make me feel like we've been caught
     B                        F#
Like kids in the school yard again
             G#m          E
And I can't keep it to myself
                   B
Can't spell it any better
           F#
L.O.V.E forever
           B             E
I hope you know that I'm sending a postcard
  B                          F#
I don't care who sees what I sent
                                         E
Or if the whole world knows what's in my head

| G#m | F# | G#m |
| E | E G#m | F# | G#m |
         
         C#m
You know sometimes it's hard to see
    E
You say the world that torture me
    G#m              F#
But inside I know exactly how I feel
    C#m                          
The things that I can't say out loud
     E 
I'll find a place to write it down
  G#m                                 F#
I hope that they will find you in the end


[Chorus:]
            E
I'm sending postcards from my heart
     B                       F#
With love for a postmark and then..
              G#m               E
You know that you make me feel like we've been caught
     B                        F#
Like kids in the school yard again
             G#m          E
And I can't keep it to myself
                   B
Can't spell it any better
           F#
L.O.V.E forever
           B             E
I hope you know that I'm sending a postcard
  B                          F#
I don't care who sees what I sent
                                         E
Or if the whole world knows what's in my head

C#m   E     G#m
know, know, know
F#
All the things I want you to
C#m   E     G#m
know, know, know
F#
All the things I want you to
C#m   E     G#m
know, know, know
F#
All the things I want you to
C#m   E     G#m
know, know, know
F#
All the things I want you to
C#m   E     G#m
know, know, know
F#
All the things I want you to
C#m   E     G#m
know, know, know
F#
All the things I want you to
C#m 
Know