Am F C G Streetlights blind my eyes through a shade that's halfway pulledAm F C G Cracklin' right side interrupts the radio in my headAm F C G Speeding through a familiar town that I don't know all too wellAm F C G I find a glimpse of you outside my homeF C G If you ever want to come home from ChicagoF C G And leave the things that habit made you loveContinúa después del anuncioF C G I'll be there to await your arrivalF C G To give you a life you'll never knowAm F C G Sometimes I get the feeling that I'm not the only oneAm F C G Sometimes my silence speaks for itselfAm F C G As I stroll on down the street I pray for a chance I'll see you thereAm F C G This time I think I'll share my life with youF C G If you ever want to come home from ChicagoF C G And leave the things that habit made you loveF C G I'll be there to await your arrivalF C G To give you a life you'll never know
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