Для игры в оригинальной тональности - каподастр на 4 лад
Intro: }x2
Verse:
I'm on the red eye flight to nowhere, Girl, how 'bout you?
I've been in the air for hours, meteor showers by the pool
So one last drink for summer, always leaving, never you,
Come back to London thunder, The sound of sorrow in my room
Chorus:
Now the tables turned, it's over
And with my fingers burnt a start anew
Now I've come back down, i'm older
I'll look for something else to hold on to
Verse:
There's no way to realign a poster skin,
I take back every line
Lost my mind in San Francisco,
Won our disco in Temper's fool
Pre-Chorus:
There's no water There's no sound,
Will you come around? will you come around?
There is no space, there is no time,
Where do you draw a line?
Chorus:
Now the tables turned, it's over
And with my fingers burnt a start anew
Now I've come back down, i'm older
I'll look for something else to hold on to
Break:
Verse:
I'm on the red eye flight to nowhere, Girl, how 'bout you?