The Style Council - My ever changing moods

^Bm7Daylight turns to m^Amaj7oonlight - ^Bm7and I'm at my^Amaj7 best ^Bm7Praising the way it^Amaj7 all works - g^Bm7azing upon the^Amaj7 rest The^Dmaj7 cool before the warm The^Amaj7 calm after the storm The^Dmaj7 cool before the warm The^Amaj7 calm after the storm ^E/G#I wish to^Em/F# stay f^D/F#orever - le^Bm7tting this be my f^E7ood Oh, but I'm c^Bm7aught up in a whi^E7rlwind And my ^C#7ever changing mo^Dods - Y^Eeah

^Bm7Bitter turns to ^Amaj7sugar - ^Bm7some call a passive^Amaj7 tune ^Bm7But the day things ^Amaj7turn sweet - for ^Bm7me won't be too^Amaj7 soon The^Dmaj7 hush before the silence The ^Amaj7winds after the blast The^Dmaj7 hush before the silence The ^Amaj7winds after the blast ^E/G#I wish we'd^Em/F# move to^D/F#gether - this ^Bm7time the bosses s^E7ued But we're c^Bm7aught up in the wild^E7erness And an ^C#7ever changing m^Dood ^E

^Bm7Teardrops turn to c^Amaj7hildren - ^Bm7who've never had the^Amaj7 time ^Bm7To commit the sins they^Amaj7 pay for through - ^Bm7another's evil^Amaj7 mind The^Dmaj7 love after the hate The ^Amaj7love we leave too late The^Dmaj7 love after the hate The^Amaj7 love we leave too late ^E/G#I wish we'd^Em/F# wake up ^D/F#one day - an' ev^Bm7eryone feel m^E7oved But we're ca^Bm7ught up in the da^E7ilies And an ^C#7ever changing m^Dood ^E

^Bm7Evil turns to s^Amaj7tatues - ^Bm7and masses form a^Amaj7 line ^Bm7But I know wich ^Amaj7way I'd run to - ^Bm7if the choice was^Amaj7 mine The^Dmaj7 past is knowledge The p^Amaj7resent our mistake And the ^Dmaj7future We always ^Amaj7leave to late ^E/G#I wish we'd^Em/F# come to our s^D/F#enses and ^Bm7see there is no t^E7ruth In t^Bm7hose who promote the con^E7fusion For this ^C#7ever changing m^Dood. ^E