2 acessos
E B C#m A My dream girl don't exist At the age of 5 she slit her wrist She didn't know that I'd be hanging around So her parents buried her in the ground And this day I can still hear the sound Of a life in outer space My dream girl don't exist Just you and I and this TV And this illness seems to feel so strange Like a henchmen that's about to hang The moon up like a ball and chain E B C#m A B And set its sands ablaze E B And the wait is waiting on E A B Build the world so real and strong E B C#m A My dream girl don't exist Just her photograph in a history book And I believe she had a voice and name Three children on the coast of Maine Their life was in a hurricane Of life and real embrace My dream girl don't exist At the age of 5 she slit her wrist She didn't know that I'd be hanging around So one day she took a stroll to town And walked in front of a Greyhound bound B For New York central state E B And the wait is waiting on E B And the wait is waiting on E A B Build the world so real and strong E She goes and now she knows she'll never be afraid