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