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Ferramentas
Tamanho
Tamanho
Altura
Altura
D C# F#m B
Rolling off my side to start the day
Em A D A
Spoon in my hand to scrape my milk away
Forward pressing
For the reason I am dressing
And the answers for the times I stopped to pray
Searching for an ear to ease my mind
And eyes that see enough to lead the blind
Amd I pretending?
These words we share in mending
Since when did listening become a crime?
CHORUS:
G F#m Bm E G
Why, when I need some
Bm Em A
It seems it never comes
G F# Bm E
It will be my self that I lose
Em A D
If itâs still myself that I choose
Justifying time iâve spent alone
To turn this empty house into a home
Now undressing
The reason I was pressing
Was to find another piece to help me grow
CHORUS.:
Why, when I need some
It seems it never comes
It will be my self that I lose
If itâs still myself that I choose
(2x)
D Em
One more smile
F#m
One more day
Em A
Iâve silently grown wiser for this time
One more smile
One more day
One more time
You and me!
We will see
You and me
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