D C G Staring at the dark again you left you silhouette D C G D upon my pillow D C Right inside the night I'm waiting for G D C G D the light seems like I'm in the middle Working for something that I can't touch And sometimes can't even believe in, woah, woah Cradled by the hands of fate The faith that sometimes wraps around too tight, so tight Chorus: D C G D C G They call me free, but I call me fool D C G D C G They call me free, but I call me fool Well I look back at April But she won't look back at me, oh, no, no, no So I pray in May for June to stay But she just came to wash into the sea, away Chorus: They call me free But I call me a fool, hey, hey They call me free But I call me a fool Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey D C Slipped down to Mexico started messin' with her G yellow afro D C Slipped down between the sheets started talking G 'bout Pistol Pete D C Slipped down to the African started talking G 'bout what she can do D C G And here we are again back where we started Slipped down to the dark again You left your silhouette on my pillow, yeah, yeah Well I'm right inside the night, I'm waiting for the light Seems like I'm in the, seems like I'm always in the middle They call me free They call me free Free But I call me a... | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsC D G |