Tom: B
Introdução:
C
My room faces north but the sun's in the south
Eb
I'm just waking up to the news of my birth
Gm Bb
I am a girl and I'm lucky to be here
Ab Fm
Whatever that's worth
C
Like an ostrich I lived with my head in the sand
Eb
Slipped into corners, sat on my hands
Gm Bb
I learned to stifle the shouts and the outrage
Ab Fm
And feeling deep down
Cm
With my chains falling off
Cm/B
And the hope in a friend
Cm
Cafes and walkways
Cm/A
sculptured weekends
Ab Eb
I'm getting to love my freedom
Ab Eb
I'm getting to like my surroundings
C
My room faces north but the sun's in the south
Eb
You are far out of reach Could I be any worth
Gm Bb
To some special person? My mind is unknowing
Ab Fm
Of any such love
C
So I yell out the window, answer the mail
Eb
My diary's quiet, the definitive nail
Gm Bb
In my social coffin. I blame all the boffins
Ab Fm
For making me fail
Cm
For an hour in the park
Cm/B
Or an hour on the couch
Cm
With the boy of my choice
Cm/A
If he makes me go ouch
Ab Eb
I will swap all my dumb school prizes
Ab Eb
I am open to dark surprises
C
My room faces north but the sun's in the south
Eb
You are far out of reach, perfect hand, perfect mouth
Gm Bb
The boredom, the freedom, the train on the meadow
Ab Fm
Please keep me in dreams
Eb
I don't want commitment
Bb
I don't want the drama
Ab Fm
I just want your jeans
C
I just want your jeans