Roy Harper - Another day

^Ebmaj7/BbThe kettle's on^D7/A, the sun has g^Gmone, anoth^Fer day ^Ebmaj7/BbShe offers m^D7/Ae Tibetan ^Gmtea, on a flow^Fer tray ^Ebmaj7/BbShe's at the door, sh^D7/Ae wants to score. ^GmShe dearly needs^F to say

^BbI loved you a ^Flong time ag^Co, you kn^Csus4ow ^{C Bb}Where the wind's o^Fwn Forget-me-nots ^Cblow ^{Csus4 C Bb}But I just couldn't ^Flet myself g^Co, not k^Gnowing what on earth there was to know ^BbBut I wish that I h^Fad 'cause I'm ^Bbfeeling so s^Fad ^BbThat I never had one of your c^Fhildren ^{C G}

^Ebmaj7Then ac^C/Bbross the room,^D7/A inside a tomb. ^GmA chance is waxed an^Fd wanes ^Ebmaj7/BbThe night is young.^D7/A Why are we so hung ^Gmup, in each othe^Fr's chains? ^Ebmaj7/BbI must take her and^D7/A I must make he^Gmr, while the dove ^Fdomains

^BbAnd feel the juice r^Fun as she fli^Ces ^{Csus4 C Bb}Run my wings ^Funder her si^Cghs ^{Csus4 C Bb}As the flames of e^Fternity ri^Cse to lick us with the^G first born lash of dawn ^BbOh, really, my d^Fear, I can't s^Bbee what we f^Fear ^BbSat here with ours^Felves in between ^Cus ^G

^Ebmaj7/BbAnd at the door, we^D7/A can't say ^Gmmore than just anot^Fher day ^Ebmaj7/BbAnd without a sound ^D7/AI turn aro^Gmund, and I wal^Fk away