C                  F 
I'm speaking of a time
C                        F 
Before it was black and white
C                                F
And the grass still smelled of summer in the
G
day
C                    F 
And I recall your silence
C                     F 
Your laughter in the dark
C                  F                   G
Moving through my mind where nothing stays
Am                                       F
And you're just like the picture on the wall
          C    
And I'm always on the other side
   G
Waiting for it to fall
  Am
Dreaming of Savannah
  F
Walking through the Cherokee groves
  C                F            C
Some place in the dark in your arms
     C                     F 
Street cars ringing them bells
       C                           F 
Pink clouds when I'm kissing your mouth
     C             F             G
My memories going boom all over town
             C                F 
And there's history in them hills
   C                 F 
But if magic isn't real
        C                       F   
Well, even bad roads lead to cherries in the
  G
south

Am                                       F
And you're just like the picture on the wall
          C   
And I'm always on the other side
  G
Waiting for it to fall
    
   Am
Earthquake in the valley
     F
Refrigerator starting to thaw
        C                  F            C
And I'm some place in the dark in your arms
  C                F            C
Some place in the dark in your arms