C#
Bbm G# C#
Bbm G# C#
C#
Dear friend, just undress me -
I am like glass in your hands.
Bbm G#
Write it down, wish it hard, slip the gate,
C#
and we'll run for the line.
Bbm G#
We go weak in the knees when we know
C#
how it's gonna end.
C# F# C# G#
And they don't know what we know,
C# F# C#
and they can't see what we see:
Bbm F# C# G# C#
all the things that could be.
C#
You come to split me in two -
still never close enough,
[STOP]
on the lip of the world as we hail
C#
to the cosmic dust.
Bbm G#
We go weak in the knees when we know
C#
how it all will end.
C# F# C# G#
And they don't know what we know,
C# F# C#
and they can't see what we see:
Bbm F# C# G# C#
all the things that could be.
C#
Bbm F# C#
They don't know what we know,
Bbm F# C#
and they can't see what we see.
Bbm F# C#
They don't know what we know,
Bbm F# C#
and they can't see what we see:
Bbm F# C# G# C#
all the things that could be.
C#
Bbm G# C#
