2 acessos
A E When I was a child, running in the night D C Afraid of what might be A E Hiding in the dark, hiding in the street D C And of what was following me F#m E Do-do-do-do-do D A Now hounds of love are hunting F#m E Do-do-do-do-do D A I've always been a coward F#m E Do-do-do-do-do D D A A A And I don't know what's good for me