Reach Haven Postcard

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 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 wish so much tonight

that you were here with me

Oh, I wish so much tonight

that you were here with me