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Bb Dm You're not so far away Bb Dm Cm Your sitting in the space between the night and day F Bb F And so I'll wait for the sound of your footsteps Bb Dm The tea that's brewed too strong Bb Dm Cm The part of me that's waited patiently for oh so long F At least I try Bb But I'm relying Dm On my photographic memory Cm While painfully realizing F It's not all that it's cracked up to be Bb Dm And falling's just another way to fly Cm I wonder why it's never easier than F Bb The first time F Bb The first time F Bb The first time