Tom: E
B F#m7 B F#m7
when you're stoned baby, and I am drunk
and we make love, it seems a little desolate
it's hard sometimes not to look away
and think what's the point
when I'm having to hold this fire down
I think I'll explode, if I can't feel this freely now
G#m F# E
If you won't let me fall for you then you
G#m F#7 E
won't see the best that I would love to do for you instead
G#M F# E
you will be missing me when I go cos I'm
G#m F#7 E
bored of hanging out in your cold
B F#m7 B F#m7
when I feel loved baby, I join the road
and the world moves with me
when I feel lost I just slip away
silently, quietly take my things and go
B
and think what's the point
A E
think where's the hope we're coming home
B F#m7
If you find one day
find some freedom and relief
and with this freedom maybe
maybe you will find some peace
and with this peace baby
I hope it brings you back to me
bring you home, take me home
>> Acho q eh isso ;-)
