Tom: C
C F
I'm speaking of a time
C F
Before it was black and white
C F
And the grass still smelled of summer in the
G
day
C F
And I recall your silence
C F
Your laughter in the dark
C F G
Moving through my mind where nothing stays
Am F
And you're just like the picture on the wall
C
And I'm always on the other side
G
Waiting for it to fall
Am
Dreaming of Savannah
F
Walking through the Cherokee groves
C F C
Some place in the dark in your arms
C F
Street cars ringing them bells
C F
Pink clouds when I'm kissing your mouth
C F G
My memories going boom all over town
C F
And there's history in them hills
C F
But if magic isn't real
C F
Well, even bad roads lead to cherries in the
G
south
Am F
And you're just like the picture on the wall
C
And I'm always on the other side
G
Waiting for it to fall
Am
Earthquake in the valley
F
Refrigerator starting to thaw
C F C
And I'm some place in the dark in your arms
C F C
Some place in the dark in your arms
