Intro: F# Abm B
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Birds on the pillow
Abm
And paper lanterns hangin'
B
from the ceiling
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Sticky stars aglow
Abm B
Mappin' out some constellation
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I'm tired of standing in the light
Abm B
outside her window
F# Abm
For her I would row to the ends
B
of my imagination.
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Pleasure to behold
Abm
A silhouette so real yet
B
oh so static
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Measured and controlled
Abm
Lets down her hair, takes off
B
her army jacket
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I'm tryin to figure out what's
Abm B
right - do I stay or go?
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For all she doesn't know
Abm B
Coz she wish that she still had it