Cm The city lights are beckoningD# Their sirens softly callCm All the fantasists and fetishistD# G# Are preparing for their ballD# Fm We’ve been stuck here on the doorstepD# With nothing to forsakeFm But we might as wellCm be anyone’s to takeContinúa después del anuncioG# CmD# So I give myself to strangersCm Like I gave myself to youD# The tenderness I felt has been replaced By something newFm And in the ending I can vaguely hearD# Fm An outline of your callCm But it might as well be any words at allG#Cm Every memory is sailingD# Cm To the kingdom of your soul As you patiently awaitD# Fm I lose my sense of self-control For you were the lighthouse to my broken boatD# Fm But I left you behindCm Now I might as well be anyone’s to find Now I might as well be anyone’s to find
Memoir
Charlotte Gainsbourg
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