Am7 C After school, walkin’ home D Fresh dirt under my fingernails and Am7 C I can smell hot asphalt D Cars screech to a halt to let me pass Am7 C And I cannot remember D What life was like through photographs Am7 C D And trying to recreate images life gives us from the past Am7 C D And sometimes its a sad song, but I Chorus: Fmaj7 C Am7 Cannot forget, refuse to regret G So glad I met you and Fmaj7 C Take my breath away Am7 Make everyday worth all of the pain that I've gone through Fmaj7 C And mama, I've been cryin' Am7 G ‘cause things ain't how they used to be Fmaj7 She said: 'The battle's almost won Bm7-5 E And we're only several miles from the sun'. Now I'm movin on, down my street I see people I won't ever meet I think of her, take a breath Feel the beat in the rhythm of my steps And sometimes its a sad song, but I Chorus Am7 Rhythm of the conversation E7 The perfection of her creation Am7 The sex she slipped into my coffee E7 The way she felt when she first saw me Am7 Hate to love and love to hate her E7 Like a broken record player Am7 Back and forth and here and gone E7 and on and on and on and on! Chorus | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsAm Am7 C D E E7 Fm Fmaj7 Fmaj G Bm Bm7 |