Tom: Db
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Every morning I search for the sun
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You can't dream all the places I go
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If my future belongs to no one
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You should see all the chances I blow
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Making sense can become a clichÈ
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When you don't understand me
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Don't go looking for places I go
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Cause you'll never find me
If I could I would break this wall
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Find a way to make that call
Then you'd find me, find me
Find me, find me
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This idea that life can be fair
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Makes my past feel so narrow
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If I could just go back and repair
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I'd revert my first errors;
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all the barriers would suddenly fall
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And the world would became very small
Then you'd find me, find me
Find me, find me
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Db Db7M Db
This idea that life can be fair
Db7M Bbm
Makes my past feel so narrow
Bbm9 Bbm
If I could just go back and repair
Bbm9 Gb Ab4 Gb/Bb
I'd revert my first errors; all the barriers would suddenly fall
Ab Ebm
And the world would became very small
Then you'd find me, find me
Find me, find me
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