Am G Fmaj7 Skin up like lightning Breathing flames from tourist trade And your eyes go quite frightening You lock your gaze onto my face Heavy eyed Crawling on the roadside Swinging from the street lights Chorus: Am G Fmaj7 I hope by the morning I will have grown back By the morning I will have grown back Am C I'll escape with him G Dm Show him all my skin Am G Then I'll go Dm F I'll go home Am Amsterdam I'm a flying kite in the breeze just Restlessly seeking images a child needs to help them sleep I've been thinking that I should see someone Just to find out if I'm alright Chorus: By the morning I will have grown back By the morning I will have grown back I'll escape with him Show him all my skin Then I'll go I'll go home Amsterdam I used to dream of Adventure When I was younger With lungs miniature But now we're killing Our brain cells Is this called living Or something else Or something else (Tell me to come back, tell me to come back) Or something else Chorus: (Tell me to come back, tell me to come back) By the morning I will have grown back (Tell me to come back, tell me to come back) By the morning I will have grown back (Tell me to come back, tell me to come back) By the morning I will have grown back (Tell me to come back, tell me to come back) By the morning I will have grown back | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsAm C Dm F Fmaj7 G |