Tom: Bb
(intro)
E|----1-----3---|----1-----3--|
B|----3--4--4---|----3--4--4--|
G|-------5------|-------5-----|
D|--------------|-------------|
A|--1-----------|--1----------|
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Bb
LA's fine the sun shines most the time
Eb
And the feeling is laid back
F
Palm trees grow and rents are low
But you know, I keep thinkin about
Bb
Making my way back
Bb
Well I'm New York City born and raised
Eb
Nowadays I'm lost between two shores
F
LA's fine but it ain't home
Bb
New York's home but it ain't mine no more
Bb Eb
I am I said, to no one there
And no one heard at all
Bb F
Not even the chair
Bb Eb
I am I cried, I am said I
Bb F
And I am lost and I can't even say why
Bb
Leaving me lonely still
Bb
Did you read about a frog who dreamed of being a king
Eb
And then became one
F
Well except for the names and a few other changes
If you talk about me
Bb
The story is the same one
Bb
Well I've got an emptiness deep inside
Eb
I tried, but it won't let me go
F
And I'm not a man who likes to swear, but
Bb
I never cared for the sound of being alone
(refrão)
Bb
Oh no oh no (fade)
