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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, 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
  • 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