Tom: F
Introdução:
Fm7 Ab
All of the rain, from your face
Bb Ab7M
It washed away his awful games
Fm7 Ab
Onto the ground, you crawl
Bb Ab7M
You just want to feel his honest touch
Fm7 Ab
Then the morning came, and it went
Bb Ab7M
Then you?re left with no one else again
Fm7 Ab
Only to yourself, you wept
Bb Ab7M
You?re relieved to be yourself again
Fm7 Ab7M
Don?t bring yourself down, the wind will pick you up again \
Fm7 Ab7M
You owe it to yourself, enough to hurt yourself again /
PRE-verse 1:27
Bb Ab7M
verse 2 1:44
Fm7 Ab
The only way to feel so free
Bb Ab7M
The rain has slowly died again
Fm7 Ab
Into his arms you long
Bb Ab7M
You just want to feel his honest touch
Fm7 Ab
Then the morning came, and it went
Bb Ab7M
Then you?re left with no one else again
Fm7 Ab
Only to yourself, you wept
Bb Ab7M
You?re relieved to be yourself again
Chorus 2:19