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Tuning: G C E A
[Verse]
Gonna Cclose my eyes Gonna Gwatch you go Running Fthrough this life, darling Like a Cfield of snow
As the Ctracer glides And its Ggraceful arc Send a Flittle prayer up to you 'Cross the Cfalling dark
Tell the Frepo man And the Dmstars above That you're the Cone I love yeah
Perfect Csummer's night Not a Gwind or breeze Just the Fbullets whispering gentle Amongst the Cnew green leaves
These things I Cmight have said Only Gwish I could Now I'm Fleaking life faster than I'm Cleaking blood
Tell the Frepo man And the Dmstars above That you're the Cone I love You're the Gone I love The Fone I love he he
[Instrumental] Am F Am F Am F
Don't see Celysium Don't see no Gfiery hell Just the Flights all bright, baby, in the Cbig hotel
Next wave Ccoming in Like an Gocean rock Won't you Ftake my hand, darling, on that Cold dance floor
We can Ftwist and shout Do the Dmturtle dove And you're the Cone I love You're the Gone I love The Fone I love
Am F Am F He He Am F - Finish C