G/C
can you feel the breeze
blowing through the window
see that smile?
thats the afterglow
every single day
i look outside
i see the birds
look with pride
these are the days
we'll remember them always
these are our ways
when we are old
chillin out on the chair
sittin up on the stair
drinkin my final brew
sharin a couple sips with you
the season is a'changing
you can feel the breeze
light rain fallin
you can see the trees
squirrels are daring
darting on the ground
standing near the dumpster
waiting for treasure tobe found
Em/A/C7/D
i wonder
will i learn
roamin freely
will i always be spurned
noone knows me
thats fine
im the guy that
got left behind
Monday, September 12, 2011
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