David Gilmour - Dancing right in front of me

^CmMaybe I should've s^Cm/A#hown you ^G#A clearer pl^Cmainer truth ^FmThat doesn't care about ^D#summer and^G# less about^G youth

^CmNow in this s^Cm/A#ilence ^G#what more is t^Cmhere to do ^FmSomething has ^D#broken in ^G#me and in y^Gou

^CmIn watchful d^Cm/A#ependence ^G#A satellite sp^Cmins ^FmCautiously c^D#ircling ^G#The space that I'm ^Gin

^CmIt's bouncing^Cm/A# me signals ^G#Disto^Cmrted by time ^FmAnd I'm stuck here ^D#waiting ^G#For the stars to a^Glign

^F7Dancing right in fr^E7ont of me, al^Aml the lives I once could see ^F7Slipping to and sli^E7pping fro,^Am disappearing Who's to know where they h^F7ave gone - just o^E7ut of sight ^AmInto the shadows of my night ^F7Who started out as s^E7tars in my e^Amyes ^G

^CmThere's a wide hori^Cm/A#zon ^G#Go on now ^Cmtake a chance ^FmYour star is sh^D#ining ^G#It lights a br^Gighter path

^CmIt's all there insi^Cm/A#de you ^G#Take one d^Cmay at a time ^FmReeling, freew^D#heeling ^G#I want to wa^Gtch you fly