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Am C G D
Am C G D
Wait, dear, a white horse is walking down my
street here. Your words are creeping at my feet.
I fear, that sunrise will come too soon and youâll
disappear to the haze of this city and go south
Oh noâ¦
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Am C
Whoa..
G D Am C
Seems like Iâm always on my own
Seems like Iâm never coming home
Seems like I'm always on my...
Am C G D
All the stars and boulevards ainât close enough for you
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