Tom: G
Introdução: Am/G G Am G/D
D G D
G C G D
I'm no longer counting, I'm not keeping score
A/C# Bm7 G
I could say my list of lovers doesn't matter anymore
A Bm
But some are always in my heart
C G
And some I'm not so sure
D Bm
Either way they all left their mark
G A D A
And for some I found a cure
Bm F#m
And from one you learn something
G D
And another you learn, nothing
Bm G D G
And there's one who might teach you everything
Bm F#m
But before I learned to listen
G D
And if indeed someone said it
G A D G
Then I guess I must have lost it on the wind
Am/G G Am G/D Am/G G Am G/D D G D)
G C G D
Back when I was younger each one was a prize
A/C# Bm7 G
Love just came along and hit you right between the eyes
A Bm
And one was just a trophy catch
C G
And one was like a curse
A Bm
Some would want to bleed you dry
G A
Some might quench your thirst
Bm F#m
And from one you learn something
G D
And another you learn, nothing
Bm G D G
And there's one who might teach you everything
Bm F#m
But before I learned to listen
G D
And if indeed someone said it
G A D G
Then I guess I must have lost it on the wind
Bm F#m G D
In cold water I went fishing in warm seas I cast a line
Bm G D G D
And swore the heart I was reeling in was perfect at the time
Bm F#m G D
You couldn't tell me I was wrong, you couldn't tell me anything
G A D G D
And if you did then I guess I must have lost it on the wind