I'll send you a postcard I promise that i'll write I'll send you a postcard I'll write every night But i gotta leave I gotta take flight I gotta leave I gotta take flight In a former life, i baked you pies that you really liked In a former life, i hung your clothes to dry the way you liked The way you like the way you like the way you really really like The way you like the way you like the way you really really like But i'll never be the one to evaporate your nightmares And i'll never be the one to climb up all those stairs But i'll never be the one to be there No, i'll never be the one to be there In a former life, i built you a house with my own two hands In a former life, i did my hair the way you like The way you like the way you like the way you really really like The way you like the way you like the way you really really like But i'll never be the one to calm the raging seas And i'll never be the one, so stop asking me please So stop asking me please asking me please In a former life, i got down on my hands and knees And told you everything and told you everything In a former life, i was really something really something But i'll never be the one you really need No, i'll never be the one you really need