Tom: Am Am One more day to taste Those words with no sound F Another stranger's face Just pieces in the crowd Am Although I'm looking F I know you won't be there Am Walking down the street I feel like people disappear F Rocks under my feet They're all that I can hear Am I'm so sick of my shoes F Dm What's wrong with me ( Am C Dm F ) ( G Am C Dm ) ( F Dm E ) Am Dm E While I'm waiting the time Am Dm E I keep myself without motion Am F Dm Sitting any place outside Am Dm E I look my sky and wish your ocean Am The same way I Dm E The same way I Am The same way I wish Dm E The emerald of your eyes