| F# | F#sus4 | F# | F#sus4 | | Bows and | flows of | angel | hair |
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| F# | Bbm | B | F# | | And | ice cream | castles | in the | air |
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| B | Abm | | And feather | canyons every | where |
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| B | C#sus4 | C# | | I've looked at | clouds that | way | |
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| F# | F#sus4 | F# | F#sus4 | | But | now they | only | block the | sun |
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| Bbm | B | Abm | F# | | They | rain and | snow on | every | one |
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| B | Abm | | So many | things I could have | done |
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| B | C#sus4 | C# | | But | clouds got in my | way | |
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| | | F# | F#sus4 | F# | F#sus4 | | | I've | looked at | clouds from | both sides | now |
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| | | F# | F#sus4 | F# | F#sus4 | | | From | up and | down, and | still some | how |
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| | | Bbm | B | F# | Ebm | | | It's | clouds' illu | sions | I re | call |
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| | | Bbm | B | Abm | B | C#sus4 | C# | F# | | | I | reall | y | don't | know | clouds | at | all |
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Moons and Junes and ferris wheels |
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The dizzy, dancing way you feel |
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As every fairy tale comes real |
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I've looked at love that way |
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But now it's just another show |
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You leave them laughing as you go |
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And if you care don't let them know |
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Tears and fears and feeling proud |
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To say, "I love you" right out loud |
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Dreams and schemes and circus crowds |
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I've looked at life that way |
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But now old friends are acting strange |
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They shake their heads, they say I've changed |
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Something's lost and something's gained |
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