Gregory Alan Isakov - All there is

^Dall the lights have changed, ^Dcoming back into the city, ^Gdriving homeward ^Dslow.

^Dshimmer like you do to me we ^Dlaugh at all those changing trees, ^Gautumn is fallin down ^Dagain out of this ^Gblue sunday drea^Dm.

^Dcome to me with your smoky mouth, ^Draindrops fall on this old town, its ^Gbeen me and you who’ve been falli^Dn round.

well i ^Glyed to you when i knocked upon your ^Ddoor see ^Gi was nowhere near your neighbor^Dhood.

but if this is ^Eall in our minds, its ^Gall in our minds honey would ^Dyou mind getting ^Aout of mine if this is ^Eall in our heads, well ^Gnow its screaming red, watching the ^Dleaves fall down and laugh at us ^F#instead ^Gmmmm^Bm-mm-m^Gmmmm^D