tom:
C
C Em
A dove is a glove
G
That I wear in my heart
G
And though I like to dress smart
C Em
It doesn’t have any part of
G
The world of fashion
G
And you’re there to put me down
Em G
And I’m sick of the frowns
G
That follow me around
C
I would like the sky but
Em
There’s no reason why
G
She’d say to this world with
The nose of a girl
Bb G
Turned up so loud that IN ARREARS
Bb G
Steals TH
E CLOUDS
Bb G
I've never been here and
Bb
Though you're physically near
C Em
You're pushing me away
G G
To decay like the days that I loved
Idioma
Português
