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Intro:[Am F] x2
Am Somedays I lFook,
Am I look at yFou with eyes that shFine. Dm
Am Somedays I dFon't,
Am I don't belFieve that you are mFine. Dm
A# It's no good asking me what tDmime of day is it,
A# who won the match or scored the gDmoal.
Am Somedays I lFook,
Am somedays I lFook into your Amsoul. F Am
Sometimes I laugh,
I laugh to think how young we were.
Sometimes it's hard,
it's hard to know which way to turn.
Don't ask me where I found that picture on the wall,
how much it cost or what it's worth.
Sometimes I laugh,
I laugh to think how young we were.
C We dFon't need Amanybody Emelse
F to tFell us what is rCeal.
InsFide each Amone of us is Emlove,
F and Fwe know how it feCels.
Somedays I cry,
I cry for those who live in fear.
Somedays I don't,
I don't remember why I'm here.
No use reminding me, it's just the way it is,
who ran the race or came in first.
Somedays I cry,
I cry for those who fear the worst.
Inter: with chords of the first part.
We don't need anybody else...
Somedays I look,...
It's no good asking me...