A A baby, young and sweet A Maharashtra night, a city streetEm And I feel lowA Hear her crying in her sleep A blanket of newspaper sheetsEm By my windowA There's no worse sound that I could hearEm Or hope of life that I fear she'll never knowA Oh those Bombay BluesG And the harder you push her awayA The sooner your heart turns a darker shade of greyG But the more you allow her inA The longer she'll live beneath the surface of your skinContinúa después del anuncio(PAUSE) G Em Oh and now that I can seeeeeA F#m Bm How love becomes the enemyyyyyG Em They say there's nothing you can dooooA F#m Bm But that's what they want you to believeA Full moon party on the beachEm Burning holy effigies on Summer sandsA Temporarily mend the holes In your chimerical soulEm In a mystic landG But all the beautiful things that you loveA Will one day turn into the things that you despiseG 'Cuz the darkness lives within And the more that you hide itA The darker it stains your skin (PAUSE) G Em Oh and now that I can seeeeA F#m Bm How love becomes a memoryyyG Em And you say there's nothing I can doA F#m Bm If that's what you wanna believeG Em Oh and now that I can seeA F#m Bm How love becomes the enemyyyyy You say there's nothing I can doA F#m Bm If that's what you wanna believeG Em There's clearly nothing I can sayA F#m Bm That will make her go awayyyyyyG Em Don't say there's nothing I can dooooA F#m Bm If that's what you wanna believe
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