Tom: F
Introdução:
F Gm Dm(C)
verse 1
F Gm Dm
I can hear the choir singing from the top of their lungs
Standing outside in the cold wondering which way I should run
Bb C Dm F Bb
I will try to make up for lost time forsaking all I?ve done and left undone
I will try to make up for lost time forsaking all I?ve done and left undone
F Gm Dm
Trace the roots of old cathedrals just to see where they?d go
A maze of tributaries feeding where the rivers would never flow
Bb Dm C Bb Dm C
I will leave this firing line, I have nothing to rewind
I will try to make up for lost time forsaking all I?ve done and left undone