Key: D
Introduction:
D G A D
Payphones all were ringing as the crowd went roarin' by
D G A D
Lovely dancers swayin' to an island lullaby
D G A D
Beside the southern ocean taking stock of what's to be
D G A7 D
Writing you this letter that you'll probably never see
G D A
But I can't help but be
G D A
Ruled by inconsistencies
G A D
Not unique just distantly in love
Tried to phone from Paris thinking things could be arranged
F#m G
I can't be the one to fill
F#m G
Your times and all your places
F#m G
I can't be the one to fill
E A
Your blanks and empty spaces
I heard it from a friend of ours I saw in Timber Bay