David Soul - Playing to an audience of one

^DThey say maybe d^Dsus2reams are only m^Dovies of the ^Dsus2mind Still I've lived a ^Gfew Oh I'm not a s^Bmtar Though in ^Emsome ways I've ^Amade it

But ^F#mall these nights away is gonna ^Glose me you I've th^F#mought a lot about it in these b^Gack-stage rooms And I'd leave it all^D, ^{Dsus4 D} if you want me t^Bo

So^Eme nights, God ^Aknows I'll miss the ^G#mmusic ^A I^E'll miss the c^Arowds that call my ^G#mname ^A I'^Ad find con^Btentment now If I thought ^G#myou would just hang ^C#mon Pl^Aaying to an ^Baudience of on^Ee ^{D A}

So^Eme nights, God ^Aknows it won't be ^G#measy ^A I'^Ell feel the ^Alights I'll hear the ^G#msound ^A I'l^Al find a ^Bpiece in me Cuddled up ^G#mwhen the evening's d^C#mone Sometimes ^Aplaying to my ^Baudience of o^Ene ^{D A D G A}

^DThe endless driving, ^Dsus2midnight arriving, the s^Dleeping when you ^Dsus2can Still worth it some^Ghow just for that li^Bmft You get when you ^Emwalk on ^A

But ^F#mjust to call you up some nights bet^Gween the shows To ^F#msay "Good-night I miss you" ain't eno^Gugh I know So I'd leave it al^Dl, ^{Dsus4 D} if you tell me ^Bso

So^Eme nights, God k^Anows I'll miss the ^G#mmusic ^A I'^Ell miss the cr^Aowds that call my ^G#mname ^A I'^Ad find con^Btentment now If I thought ^G#myou would just hang ^C#mon Pl^Aaying to an a^Budience of o^Ene ^{D A}

I'^All find a p^Biece in me Cuddled up ^G#mwhen the evening's ^C#mdone Pl^Aaying to an a^Budience of o^Ene ^{D A}

Sometimes p^Alaying to my a^Budience of ^Eone ^{D A D A E}