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Gmi, B, Cmi, B, F
GmThousands of Bleaves are leaving the trees, Cmmay we just Bgo for a Fride GmWhy does it seem Bjust like a dream CmWhy do I Bthink we can Ffly
GmMost of the stars are Bturning to Mars, CmWhy do I Dmthink we can D#fly F
In the Bmorning D#leaves are Fon the Bfloor, In the Bmorning D#thieves will Fshut the Bdoor, In the Bmorning D# who I´m Ffalling Bfor is D#you. F
In the Bmorning D#leaves lie Fon the Bground, In the Bmorning D#you won´t Fhear a Bsound, In the Bmorning D#who I Fwish I Bfound is D#you. F
GmWhere did you go BWind starts to blow. CmWhere will you Bstay for the Fnight GmI´m walking home Bclutching my phone. CmWould you come Bback if I Fsmiled
GmMost of the trees are Bleaving the leaves, CmWhy do I Dmthink we can D#fly F
In the Bmorning D#leaves are Fon the Bfloor, In the Bmorning D#thieves will Fshut the Bdoor, In the Bmorning D# who I´m Ffalling Bfor is D#you. F
In the Bmorning D#leaves lie Fon the Bground, In the Bmorning D#you won´t Fhear a Bsound, In the Bmorning D#who I Fwish I Bfound is D#you. F
Gmi, B, Cmi, B, F papapapa parara…
GmHey, Do you know my Bname Do you feel the Cmsame When we Dmplay this song For D#you F
B, D#, F, B B, D#, F, B B, D#, F, B, D#, F Gm