Songtext von Makes Me Think of You

No use knocking at my door, I don't think I live here anymore. I live in the past you see I think of the last time we were there Before you went with her. All my letters lie unopened, Along with calling cards and tokens. I cannot read, you see, I think of the need to be by you now If I could only move somehow. The albums strewn without their clothes Gather dust amoung the grooves. The only one I play is ''blue'', It makes me think of you.