Friends
The Cardinals, Ryan Adams, Ryan Adams & the Cardinals
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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 you 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 that touched 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 because some day it´s gonna end And when we pass on I bet you miss your friends I bet you miss your friends I bet you miss your friends
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Written by: RYAN ADAMS
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