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Reach Haven Postcard

Well, the first breath of autumn blows through the trees
And the nights are getting long and growing colder
And the maples are turning and the fields have gone brown
And the waves against the shore make such a sad sound

Now, there's a meal on the table and a fire in the stove
And a candle burning brightly by the stairway
And a lamp in the window that shines out to sea
And I wish so much tonight that you were here with me

Now, the moon is in danger of running aground
As she sweeps the tattered clouds above the island
And the stars lay like diamonds on the breast of the sea
And I wonder where you are and if you're thinking of me

Now, I've grown so accustomed to having you near
And I miss you so madly when you are not here
When I think how you love me, oh, it brings me to tears
And I wish so much tonight that you were here with me
Oh, I wish so much tonight that you were here with me

Well, I dropped you a postcard today in the mail
With a picture of a sailing ship upon it
And I tried to say something that was clever and clear
But the only thing I wrote was that "I wish you were here"

Now, I've grown so accustomed to having you near
And I miss you so madly when you are not here
When I think how you love me, oh, it brings me to tears
And I wish so much tonight that you were here with me
Oh, I wish so much tonight that you were here with me

"Reach Haven Postcard"
Words and music by Daniel Fogelberg
From the album Full Circle
©2003 Mailboat Records (ASCAP)

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