Makes Me Think Of You - Sandy Denny

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