Postcards

It's only days since you've been away
But I can't remember your touch or face
Or how you speak my name
Keep track of all the days
I had a dream last night you came back to me
But even dreams seem too far distant
Love, I don't think you understand the intentions
For these days - miles of road with no bed in between
Distance yourself from me and keep all your sympathy
But when I get back I swear I'll be everything
All of your hopes and dreams are alive in me
Well, Ive never felt so much at home anywhere
But I'd never feel as sick as I would to have dreams incomplete