ryan adams and the cardinals – friends lyrics
as pretty as a song
a song could ever be
like christmas on a river
without a boat or christmas tree
this afternoon with you was something like a letter
the kind that someone writes but never sends
and when you look at me like that
i know someday it’s gonna end
and when you get old
i bet you miss your friends
as angry as a breeze
tugging hard upon the sails
i been moving through these streets forever
from baltimore to amsterdam
these things inside me they repeat like broken records
spinning pretty somethings behind my eyes
and when i can’t look at you
i can paint your picture perfectly in my mind
and when i get old
i’m gonna miss you all the time
that wind up in the trees
scattering bluebirds all over the place
shuffling children in the piles of leaves
i wish i was the wind, i’d touch your face
this afternoon with you was something like a letter
the kind that someone writes but never sends
and when you’re good to me
it makes me blue cause someday it’s gonna end
and when we p-ss on
i bet you miss your friends
bet you miss your friends
i bet you miss your friends
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