2 acessos
A Where we live spring comes early A Trees in bloom when the northern country Bm D E is covered in snow (ohowuohuho) F#m E A windy fitful day in winter Bm D E charging towards the Ides of May F#m E The climate now is cling to splinters Bm D E We hold hands while we work and play Bm D A and hope tomorrow is a sunny day A Where we live men are women A Women are teenage boys and everybody wants to Bm D E look like them, but be like men F#m E A windy fitful day in winter Bm D E charging towards the Ides of May F#m E The climate now is cling to splinters Bm D E We hold hands while we work and play Bm D A and hope tomorrow is a sunny day F#m D Rubens would have loved you A E and painted you that way F#m D With your pen and paper, A E paying quiet attention to a lady with a plastic D E Bm C#m D E face. So thin, so thin she might blow away F#m E A windy fitful day in winter Bm D E charging towards the Ides of May F#m E The climate now is cling to splinters Bm D E We hold hands while we work and play F#m E A windy fitful day in winter Bm D E charging towards the Ides of May F#m E The climate now is cling to splinters Bm D E We hold hands while we work and play Bm D A and hope tomorrow is a sunny day