I don't believe the absolutes anymore I'm quite prepared to admit I was wrong This life it sucks your principles away You have to fight against it every single day
These are the postcards from a young man They may never be written or posted again These are the postcards from a young man They may never be written or posted again
It is like so many other things As distant as your former sins So sad and lonely and so derelict As the optimism that we once shared
These are the postcards from a young man They may never be written or posted again These are the postcards from a young man They may never be written or posted again
I send you postcards every single day Just to prove I still exist This world will not impose its will I will not give up, and I will not give in and I will not give up and I will not give in
These are the postcards from a young man They may never be written or posted again These are the postcards from a young man They may never be written or posted again
I won't betray your confidence, I won't pretend my way was lost This world will not impose its will I will not give up and I will not give in This world will not impose its will I will not give up and I will not give in