When I came to you
You were underneath the eaves lit by the moon
So I turned the key
I walked in your door, thinking
I know it's not easy
I just wanted you to call me at the end of the week
I don't know where to begin
I just thought you looked good, and you needed a friend
So we left for the coast
Down through the cedar and the old oak
I bought you Astral Weeks
I sent it with a letter that I hope you read
Know it's not easy
I just wanted you to call me at the end of the week
I don't know where to begin
I just thought you looked good, and you needed a friend
All the rivers and roads
I don't want to make that call
Knowing what you know
I don't ever want to be a ghost
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