Deep Purple - Wasted sunsets

^AmThe day is ^F/Agone, when the ^C/Gangels come to ^D/F#stay Dm7 Am/C Esus4/B E And all the silent whispers will be blown away ^ALying in the ^F/Acorner a pa^C/Gir of high healed s^D/F#hoes Dm Am/C Esus4/B E hanging on the wall gold and silver for the blues

^Dm7One too ^Gmany wasted ^Amsunsets ^COne too ^Gmany for the ^Amroad ^Dm7And after ^Gdark the doo^Amr is always open ^CHoping ^Gsomeone else will ^Dshow

^AmSomeone is ^F/Awaiting be^C/Ghind the unlock^D/F# door Dm7 Am/C Esus4/B E Grey circles overhead the emptiest on the floor ^AThe carcks in the^F/A walls have^C/G grown too^D/F# long Dm Am/C Esus4/B E The slow hand is dragging on afraid to meet the dawn

^Dm7One too ^Gmany wasted ^Amsunsets ^COne too ^Gmany for the ^Amroad ^Dm7And after ^Gdark the doo^Amr is always open ^CHoping ^Gsomeone else will ^Dshow