Lyrics Friends.lrc Ryan Adams
[id: pshkqhea]
[ar: Ryan Adams]
[al: Cold Roses]
[ti: Friends]
[length: 04:44]
[00:26.67]As pretty as a song
[00:32.85]A song could ever be
[00:38.69]Like Christmas on a river
[00:44.69]Without a boat or Christmas tree
[00:50.44]This afternoon with you was something like a letter
[00:56.10]The kind that someone writes but never sends
[01:03.47]And when you look at me like that
[01:11.19]I know someday it’s gonna end
[01:16.67]And when you get old
[01:26.60]I bet you miss your friends
[01:32.57]
[01:41.85]As angry as a breeze
[01:47.61]Tugging hard upon the sails
[01:54.02]I been moving through these streets forever
[01:59.10]From Baltimore to Amsterdam
[02:05.91]These things inside me they repeat like broken records
[02:11.43]Spinning pretty somethings behind my eyes
[02:19.11]And when I can’t look at you
[02:23.93]I can paint your picture perfectly in my mind
[02:33.36]And when I get old
[02:40.60]I’m gonna miss you all the time
[02:47.24]
[02:56.83]That wind up in the trees
[03:02.72]Scattering bluebirds all over the place
[03:08.96]Shuffling children in the piles of leaves
[03:15.23]I wish I was the wind, I’d touch your face
[03:21.36]This afternoon with you was something like a letter
[03:26.61]The kind that someone writes but never sends
[03:34.39]And when you’re good to me
[03:39.25]It makes me blue cause someday it’s gonna end
[03:47.19]And when we pass on
[03:57.29]I bet you miss your friends
[04:03.66]Bet you miss your friends
[04:10.05]I bet you miss your friends
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