Lisa Mitchell - Neopolitan dreams

^CYou go and I'll be ok^Emay am I can dream the rest away It's just a little touch of fa^Fte, it'll be okay C Em am F It sure takes its precious time, but it's got rights and so have I

^CI turn my head up to the sky ^EmI focus one thought at a time am I do not let the little thieves ^Funder my tightly buttoned sleeve

^CIt couldn't be a longer time, ^EmI feel like I am walking blind ^AmI have no arrival time ^FThere are no legible signs [x2]

^CI like the way that you talk ^EmI like the way that you walk am F It's hard to recreate such an individual gait

^CYou wait your turn in the queue ^EmYou say your "Sorry"s and "Thank you"s ^AmI don't think you're ever ^FA hundred percent in the room You're not in the room [x2]

^CDeepest of the dark nights ^EmHere lies the highest of highs am F Neopolitan Dreams, stretching out to the sea

^CYou wait your turn in the queue ^EmYou say your "Sorry"s and "Thank you"s ^AmI don't think you're ever ^FA hundred percent in the room You're not in the room [x2]