Hello Its Me — текст песни (John Cale)

Words and music: lou reed & john cale



Andy its me, havent seen you in a while

I wished I talked to you more when you were alive

I thought you were self-assured when you acted shy

Hello its me

I really miss you, I really miss your mind

I havent heard ideas like that in such a long, long time

I loved to watch you draw and watch you paint

But when I saw you last I turned away



When billy name was sick and locked up in his room

You asked me for some speed, I though it was for you

Im sorry that I doubted your good heart

Things always seem to end before they start



Hello its me, that was a great gallery show

Your cow wallpaper and your floating silver pillows

I wish I paid more attention when they laughed at you

Hello its me



"pop goes pop artist," the headline said

"is shooting a put-on, is warhol really dead? "

You get less time for stealing a car

I remember thinking as I heard my own record in a bar



They really hated you, now all thats changed

But I have some resentments that can never be unmade

You hit me where it hurt I didnt laugh

Your diaries are not a worthy epitaph



Oh well now andy - guess weve got to go

I hope some way somehow you like this little show

I know its late in coming but its the only way I know

Hello its me - goodnight andy...

Goodbye, andy