Вступление
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZQolhBeaqqQ
[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
The morning leads me over to my window.
The air feels sharp against my skin.
Am I leaning out, or the outside leaning in
I wonder as I listen to the wind blow.
[Instrumental]
[Verse 2]
People walk past in the streets.
A city that I will never meet.
People in their cars and their cars in the streets,
The streets in the city where I sleep.
[Instrumental]
[Verse 3]
Walk down to the supermarket.
Milk and bread in my basket.
Chocolate on the shelf and my mind on the docket,
I'm a slave to the change that's in my pocket.
[Instrumental]
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[Verse 4]
Planes draw lines in the skies.
Beautiful people fill my eyes.
Drawing lines now to my own conclusions,
Beauty is desire in disguise.
[Instrumental]
[Verse 5]
The morning leads me over to my window.
The air feels sharp against my skin.
Am I leaning out, or the outside leaning in
I wonder as I listen to the wind blow.
[Instrumental]
Bbmaj7 Am7 Gm9 Am7 - until fadeout