Bruce Springsteen - Youll be coming down

^AWhite roses and misty blue eyes, ^Dred morning s and ^Enothing but grey skies ^AA cup of coffee, your heart shot clean through; ^Djacket you bought me gone ^Edaisy grey blue ^DYou're smiling now ^Ebut you'll find out, ^Athey'll use you up and ^Dspit you out now Your head's spinning in ^Ediamonds and clouds, ^Abut pretty soon it turns ^Eout

^DYou'll be coming ^Edown now baby, ^Ayou'll be coming ^Ddown What goes around here ^Ecomes around and, ^Ayou'll be coming ^Ddown

^AEasy street and cruel luck and true lies, ^Dsmile's as sad as those ^Edusky blue skies ^AA silver plate of pearls my golden child, ^Dit's all yours at ^Eleast for a little while ^DYou'll be fine long as your ^Epretty face holds out, ^Athen it's gonna get ^Dpretty cold out Endless streams of ^Estars shooting by, ^Ayou got your hopes on ^Ehigh

^DYou'll be coming ^Edown now baby, ^Ayou'll be coming ^Ddown What goes around here ^Ecomes around and, ^Ayou'll be coming ^Ddown

^GFor a while you'll go sparkling ^Dby, just another pretty thing on ^B7high

^ALike a thief on a Sunday morning, ^Dit all falls apart with no ^Ewarning ^ASatin sky's gone candy apple green, ^Dthe crushed metal in your ^Elittle flying machine

^DYou'll be coming ^Edown now baby, ^Ayou'll be coming ^Ddown What goes around here ^Ecomes around and, ^Ayou'll be coming ^Ddown

^DYou'll be coming ^Edown now baby, ^Ayou'll be coming ^Ddown What goes around here ^Ecomes around and, ^Ayou'll be coming ^Ddown