Cm From my seat I see the fields move by A# Colours strong, it's been a long, long time Fm It's the first time I see summer on the Westhill I lean back and let my eyes just go Floating now where they want to float They seem to take to the horizon Cm Now I know there is a world beyond A# The small place I was coming from Fm Gmaj7 I feel at home here in the middle of nowhere Cm I will never know the names A# Of these places that Fm I travel through to reach the coastline Gmaj7 I've been told I will be there in time Cm F Please ocean cloud Let there be no storm on the crossing below Please ocean cloud Let there be no storm on the crossing below Please ocean cloud Let there be no storm on the crossing below Please ocean cloud | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA# Cm F Fm Gmaj7 Gmaj |