F/A    Bb    F    C/G   G    D
F/A    Bb    F    C/G   G    D

       A                    D/A
It's a case I guess of paradise lost
G                              Bm/F#
Ten years back on the hands of the clock
          C                    G
In that little house on Mansfield
                 D
On your old block
F#m                                   G                      D               
Sometimes the magic of the past is all we've got
A                    D/A
Just you and me at a crossroads then
G                  Bm/F#
Ain't it funny how we were old friends
C                     G
Accidentally thrown together
         D
Did we intend
          F#                 G             D
To be the romantic novel you never want to end?

                  G/B                                      C
And it's the contact of the eye that meets across a crowded room
    G/D                        D
And how I kind of wound up the lyrics to your tune
           G/B                          C                D
You said, 'Funny but it feels like I've known you all my life
    F/A         Bb       F        C      G       D
And how it might feel to kiss you on the mouth tonight'

      Eb                  Bb/D        Cm7        Bb
And between the Star of David and the California moon
    Eb/Bb                Bb             F
The Santa Ana winds blew warm into your room
        Eb              Bb/D
We were crazy, wild and running
      Cm7              Bb
Blind to the change to come
        Cm              D7
In that little house on Mansfield
     Gm  Eb               Bb    F
We'd wake at the break of dawn
      Gm     Eb     F       G
In an Indian summer gone

A                  D/A
In the candlelight I can recall
     G                    Bm/F#
Your naked shadow looking ten feet tall
C                G
Like a wild pony dancing
          D
Along the wall
    F#              G                      D
Off balance I found love the only place to fall

                  G/B                                      C
And it's the contact of the eye that meets across a crowded room
    G/D                        D
And how I kind of wound up the lyrics to your tune
           G/B                          C                D
You said, 'Funny but it feels like I've known you all my life
    F/A         Bb       F        C      G       D
And how it might feel to kiss you on the mouth tonight'

      Eb                  Bb/D        Cm7        Bb
And between the Star of David and the California moon
    Eb/Bb                Bb             F
The Santa Ana winds blew warm into your room
        Eb              Bb/D
We were crazy, wild and running
      Cm7              Bb
Blind to the change to come
        Cm              D7
In that little house on Mansfield
     Gm  Eb               Bb    F
We'd wake at the break of dawn
      Gm     Eb     F       G
In an Indian summer gone

Gm  Eb               Bb    F
Wake at the break of dawn
      Gm    Eb      F       G
In an Indian summer gone

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