Tom: A
A
I’ve collected up blue stars
D F#m
I have ripped them from his belt
E
Up in the clear sky
A D A
Out in the black night
E7 A
I've wrapped them up in leaves
D F#m
That I’ve gathered from our street
E
Here on a half hill
A D A E7
In light of the windmill
D E
I’ll always burn a light for you
A F#m E
Of the constant kind (Of the constant kind)
D E
I always burn a light for you
A
I have asked the sun to sink
D
All the birds to cease their singing
E
To close up this long day
A D A
Draw blinds on it's mistakes
E A
I have ordered all the words
D E
To surround you and speak in turn
F#m E
The best that they dare state
A D A E7
The things that I can’t say
D E
I’ll always burn a light for you
A F#m E
Of the constant kind (Of the constant kind)
D E
I always burn a light for you
D
Oh the city homes are all alight
A D
And the sky has filled itself with night
A E A
I will steal these things away For us both
