The Mamas & The Papas - Look through my window

^EAnd the rain beats on my ^Aroof.. ^Eand it does not ask for ^Aproof.

^EIt's not that lovers are un^Dkind. ^EShe always said there'd come a ^Dtime, When one would ^Gleave, and ^Bmone stay be^Bhind.

^EWe both knew people sometimes ^Dchange. ^EAnd lovers sometimes re^Darrange. And nothing's ^Gquite as ^Bmsure as ^Echange, and the rain beats on my ^Aroof.

^ALook through my ^Dmwindow..^Gyeah..^Cto the street be^Glow. ^AmSee the people ^Ehurryin by.. With someone to meet, someplace to ^C#mgo...^Amo, ^Eand I know I should let ^Bgo.

^GShe always said, 'I'm not like ^F#you. ^GWhen love is dead for me, it's ^F#through. And I will ^A#find and ^Dmlove someone ^Dnew.^E'

^GI must admit she knew her ^F#mind. ^GAnd it will not take her long to ^F#find, another ^A#place where the ^Dmsun will ^Dshine^E.

^EAnd the rain beats on my ^Aroof. ^EIf I still require ^Aproof. ^EWell, the rain beats on my ^Aroof..she's ^Egone if I still require ^Aproof..she's ^Egone.. ^AWell, the rain beats on my roof...