| | Friends Lyrics Artist(Band):Ryan Adams
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 that someday it's gonna end And when you go I bet you miss your friends As angry as a breeze Tugging hard upon the sails I've 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 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 If you find some error in Friends Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Thanks to Joel, joel125@gmail.com for submitting the lyrics. Review the song Friends The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "Ryan Adams" Music | |
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