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WDhen minutes become hours WGhen days become years And I dDon’t know where you are Color seems Gso dull without you
HEmave we lost our minds? WF#mhat have we Bmdone? But it aGll doesn’t seem to matter Aanymore
WhDen you kissed me on that street, I kiF#mssed you back YoBmu held me in your arms, I F#mheld you in mine You picGked me up to lAay me down When I look iDnto your eyes I can F#mhear you cry for a litBmtle bit more F#mof you and I I’m drGenched in your love A D F#m, Bm, F#m, G, A, D I’m no longer able to hold it back
IDs it too late to ask for love? Is it wrong to feel righGt? When the woDrld is winding down Thoughts ofG you linger around
HEmave we lost our minds? WF#hat have we doBmne? But it aGll doesn’t seem to matter Aanymore
WDhen you kissed me on that street, I kF#missed you back YoBmu held me in your arms, I F#mheld you in mine You picGked me up to lAay me down When I look iDnto your eyes I can F#mhear you cry for a litBmtle bit more F#mof you and I I’m drGenched in your love A D F#m, Bm, F#m, G, A, D I’m no longer able to hold it back