Postcard (feat. Gordi) - Troye Sivan

One, two, three One, two, three One, two, three One, two, three One, two One, two, three One, two, three One, two, three One, two, three One, two One, two, three One, two, three One, two, three One, two, three One, two One, two, three One, two, three One, two, three One, two, three One, two Wear me, wear me out It's all strung out You found what carried you Fall out, everyone fall out Get lost in this town Some road that's getting worn At our feet, at our feet now 'Cause I got older And we got tired Heaven I know that we tried Heaven I know Heaven I know Yeah I got older And we got tired Heaven I know that we tried Heaven I know Heaven I know Heaven I know that we tried Heaven I know Heaven I know Longer still, withstanding the most I will Still be the most I can Drying out, dragging down now 'Cause I got older And we got tired Heaven I know that we tried Heaven I know Heaven I know Heaven I know that we tried Heaven I know Heaven I know Heaven I know that we tried Ascending, ascending now Heaven I know Heaven I know that we tried Ascending, ascending now Heaven I know Heaven I know that we tried Heaven I know Heaven I know Heaven I know that we tried Heaven I know Oh, heaven I know Heaven I know that we tried One, two, three One, two, three One, two, three One, two, three One, two

A counter current Raging under Told me where I'd been A flooding rain and An endless wave and The warmth of our two skins The way you touch me The way you love me I have never known And what I told you Outside the service station I had felt that way so long 'Cause in the backseat of a taxi When my body was a radiator I was in a universe of you Intoxicating, devastating There was no more hesitating, I I had to love you