Friends - Ryan Adams & The Cardinals

作词：Ryan Adams

作曲：Ryan Adams

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 you can go

Bet you miss your friends

As angry as a breeze

Tugging hard upon the sails

I've been movin' through these streets forever

From Baltimore to

AmsterdamThese things inside me they repeat like broken records

Spinnin' pretty somethin' behind my eyes

And when I can't look at you

I can paint your picture perfectly in my mind

And when I hear it all

I'm gonna miss you all the time

Bad wind up in the trees

Scattering blue birds all over the place

Shuffling children in the parks leave

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 someday it's gonna end

And when we pass on

I bet you miss your friends

Bet you miss your friends

I bet you miss your friends