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| Bbm | F# | Ab | Bbm | | I know | there’s something | in the | wake of your smile. |
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| F# | Ab | Bbm | | I get | a notion from | the look | in your eyes, yea. |
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| F# | Ab | Bbm | | You’ve | built a love | but that love | falls apart. |
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| F# | Ebm | | Your little piece of | heaven | turns too dark. |
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| | | Bbm | F# | C# | Ab | | | Listen to | your | heart | when he’s | calling for you. |
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| | | Bbm | F# | C# | Ab | | | Listen to | your | heart there’s | nothing | else you can do. |
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| | | C# | Ab | F# | C# | | | I don’t | know where | you’re | going | and I don’t know why, |
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| | | Bbm | F# | Ab | Bbm | | | but listen to | your | heart | before you tell | him goodbye. |
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| Bbm | F# | Ab | Bbm | | Sometimes | you wonder | if this | fight is worthwhile. |
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| F# | Ab | Bbm | | The precious | moments are | all lost | in the tide, yea. |
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| F# | Ab | Bbm | | They’re | swept away | and nothing | is what is seems, |
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| F# | Ebm | | the feeling of | belonging | to your dreams. |
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| | | Bbm | F# | | | Listen to | your | heart ... |
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| | | Eb | | | | And there are voices that want to be heard. |
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| | | Cm | | | | So much to mention but you can’t find the words. |
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| | | Bb | Ab | | | | The scent of magic, | the beauty that’s been |
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| | | Bb | C | | | | when love was | wilder than the wind. |
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| Dm | Bb | F | C | | Listen to | your | heart when | he´s | calling for you |
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| Dm | Bb | F | C | | Listen to | your | heart, there´s | nothing | else you can do |
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| F | C | Bb | F | | I don´t | know where | you´re | going and | I don´t know why, |
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| Dm | Bb | C | Dm | Bb | | but listen to | your | heart | before you tell | him | goodbye. |
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| C | Dm | Bb | C | Dm | Bb | | | | | | | (REPEAT AND FADE) |
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