G C
Sittin' here with my hands in my pockets,
D G
Starin' down at my shoe strings.
G C
Been thinkin' bout love and rockets,
D G
And the hapiness that the sunshine brings.
G C
Been talkin' mostly to strangers,
D G
They don't ask the same old thing.
G C
"Where ya been? Where ya goin'?"
D G
It all starts to ring
C
- In my ears, man.
G
Open up a window, gonna shout it out.
I'm a terrible pretender.
D G
I can't sit here and act like I give a damn.
C
Yeah, you're in my ears, man.
G
A wastin' time, might as well roll it on down the line.
D G
Take care, mister, it'll work out fine in the end. -
G C
At night when you're lyin' in bed,
D G
Thinkin' bout a melody.
G C
Words are floatin' through your head,
D G
I hope somehow you think of me.
G C
And I know that you probably will
D G
Cause I saw it once there behind your eyes.
G C
My words will be on your lips
D G
Before you even realize
C
- I'm in your ears, man.
G
Open up a window, gonna shout it out.
I'm a terrible pretender.
D G
I can't sit here and act like I give a damn.
C
Cause you're in my ears, man.
G
A wastin' time, might as well roll it on down the line.
D G
Take care, mister, it'll work out fine in the end...two, three, four.