Tom: D
Introdução:
C
she Came And She Touched Me with hands made of velvet
Am F G
reflections sent spinnin' through a face laced in mist.
C
and I stand where she left me buried deep 'neath her shadow
Am F G
and mirror pleads sadly has it all come to this
F G
and I wonder, will she call my name
where the wind careens madly through wide windows paneless