Tom: A
Introdução:
A F#m E A
If I could put you in a frame I'd draw you smiling
F#m E
With a cigarette in your mouth
C#m D C#m D
And your hands reaching out for something
A F#m E A
If I could, if I could wear all your clothes I'd still be different
F#m E C#m D C#m D
And if I had your speaking voice I'd never whisper
F#m E
I'd talk and talk and talk
F#m E
We will be winners
Bm D
Our heads glued together
F#m E A F#m E A F#m E
And all is indefinite in you
A F#m E A
Whatever you've been told
F#m E C#m D C#m D
Don't turn to God because you're cold
A F#m E
Try the black one, white is nice
A F#m E
If you want blue, you'll pay the price
C#m D C#m
Is there no room for us?
D Bm E
I'll make a space for us
F#m E
We will be winners
Bm D
Our heads glued together
F#m E Bm D
And all is indefinite in you
D E F#m
Meet me in front of the room where we kissed
D E
Where you changed me, estranged me
F#m
Where no one resists
D B E
Where I followed you, hollowed by you
F#m E
We will be winners
Bm D
Our heads glued together
F#m E A F#m E A F#m E
And all is indefinite in you
A F#m E A F#m E
We will be winners
A F#m E A F#m E
We will be winners