Tono: A
Introducción:
A
When the sun sets down and you wait for the blue of the morning to come,
D A E D
You're a phantom, too. The city and streets that become your own.
A
'Cause every roof deserves a second chance or two,
A D
A second look before you fall back through,
A E
The moon lights it differently, then.
D
And if the view's not just right, I'll come back tomorrow.
A
All the things that we take and we hold onto, and the things we create
D A E D
Make us those people we always wanted to know.
A
So tape the things that you take for granted onto
D A E
The walls of your room - the songs and pictures we need, they need us, too.
D A(ºnce)
And when those things go away...I hit the bottle.