2 acessos
Intro: G D C D C G D G G D G G C G D Birds on the wing, we are the lost generation G D G G C G D We have to go breaking the hearts of a nation B7 Em B Em Oh but I'm fine, this city's ok, this is my time B C Em G I'm finding my way in this brave new world D But there's one thing C G Here on a Sunday, it's always the same D G The streets are deserted, just me and the rain C G On big city Sundays, it's when I'm alone Am D G D C D C G D I'm holding back the tears, dreaming of home G D G G C G D Birds on the wind, sailing the highways of freedom G D G G C G D Birds have to sing, needing a dream to believe in B7 Em B Em Oh but all changed, utterly changed in this land B C Em G D That's losing it's way, like a ship adrift on the ocean C G Here on a Sunday, it's always the same D G The streets are deserted, just me and the rain C G On big city Sundays, it's when I'm alone Am D G C G D I'm holding back the tears, dreaming of home C G Home, where my heart is C D Home, the sea and the sky and that feeling inside D7 And to be with my friends C G D G C G D D7 How I long for that feeling again C G Here on a Sunday, it's bringing me down D G The streets are deserted, there's no one around C G On big city Sundays, it's when I'm alone Am D G C G D I'm holding back the tears, dreaming of home C G On big city Sundays, it's when I'm alone Am D G D C D C G D I'm holding back the tears, dreaming of home G Dreaming of home