Tom: C
Introdução: C
C
There he was, alone but okay
We should pack our things and run away
C
Sink slowly now, take flight
Let silence take this empty light
C
Wanting higher
C
Wanting higher
C
Wanting higher
F C
Until the moon forces us to climb back down
F C
and rushing, running for the shore
( FM7 )
C
With a harsh and unpleasant hello
The paranoia birds live with although
C
All my white only turns to blue
Look after me, look after you