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ATurning on my pilBlow, Ethinking kind of straAnge
The color is of midC#7night in this roF#m7om B7
AThe cars outside are cougBhing and it's Ekinda hard to sleeAp
G#mAnd there?s neon out the winC#mdow, not the mB7oon.
AAnd it was just an any oldB kind of day
EThe kind that comes and sAlips away
EThe kind that fills up G#measy my life?s F#mtime B7
The Anight brought any old B7kind of dark
I hEeard the ticking of Amy heart
EThen why am I G#mthinking F#m7something?s B7left behind?
AI whistled round todBay and I sEkipped a footloose jiAg
To the hurdy-gurdy musC#7ic of the F#m7street
I lAooked up past those Brooftops, and Esaw that cloudless skAy
G#m7But I keep on asking wAmaj7hy
G#m7My life is passingAmaj7 by
G#m7And I'm left up high anAmaj7d dry
G#m7But it ain't no good toAmaj7 cry
G#m7So I shrug the uselessAmaj7 sigh
And IC#m7 trust to things that otB7her days will Emeet.
And it was Ajust an any old Bkind of day
The Ekind that comes and Aslips away
EThe kind that fills up eG#masy my life?s F#mtime B7
DThe night brought any oldB7 kind of dark
EI heard the ticking of Amy heart
EThen why am IG#m thinking F#m7something?s lB7eft behindE?
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AThe night has had it's lauBghing
EWhen street lights Ablind the stars
So now it's shedding raC#7in
To sing its F#m7sorrow (sorB7row)
It'sA time for me to sleBep and to Erest these thoughts awaAy
There?s gonnG#m7a be another Amaj7day
G#m7When things will go mAmaj7y way
And thereG#m7?s other things Amaj7to say
And there?G#m7s other songs toAmaj7 play
And there?ll beC#m7 time enough for B7thinking come tEomorrow.
And it was Ajust an any old Bkind of day
The Ekind that comes and Aslips away
EThe kind that fills up eG#masy my life?s F#mtime B7
DThe night brought any oldB7 kind of dark
EI heard the ticking of Amy heart
EThen why am IG#m thinking F#m7something?s lB7eft behindE?
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