Tono: F
Introducción:
F G
Under dormant trees, under bright-lit skies
F G
Mountains of maple leaves standing side by side
F G
The phone lines, the street lights led me to you
F G
And if you just sit tight, I'll be there soon
G F
All those wasted miles
G F
All those aimless drives through green aisles
G F
Our careless life style
C G F
It was not so unwise, no
I rode right past the train trestle, ancient as a stone