Introducción: Bb7M
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The morning leads me over to my window.
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The air feels sharp against my skin.
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Am I leaning out, or the outside leaning in
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I wonder as I listen to the wind blow.
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People walk past in the streets.
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A city that I will never meet.
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People in their cars and their cars in the streets,
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The streets in the city where I sleep.
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Walk down to the supermarket.
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Milk and bread in my basket.
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Chocolate on the shelf and my mind on the docket,
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I'm a slave to the change that's in my pocket.
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Planes draw lines in the skies.
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Beautiful people fill my eyes.
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Drawing lines now to my own conclusions,
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Beauty is desire in disguise.
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The morning leads me over to my window.
Gm9
The air feels sharp against my skin.
Am7
Am I leaning out, or the outside leaning in
Bb7M
I wonder as I listen to the wind blow.
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