Friends şarkı sözleri

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 pass on I bet you miss your friends As angry as a breeze Tugging hard upon the sail I've been moving through these streets forever From Baltimore to Amsterdam This 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 and 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 your 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