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quinta-feira, março 03, 2005

Free - Donavon Frankenreiter

Free - Donavon Frankenreiter


( G Em C Am )
We could let this love be the fading sky
We could drift all night until the new sun rise
Pass me a drink or maybe two
One for me and one for you
And we'll be

( G F C )
Free, Free
Free, Free

( G Em C Am )
Here comes corner winds and the changing' tide
We better drop them sails and get inside
When will the weather ever let us go
I guess we'll have to wait until the trade winds blow
When we'll be

( G F C )
Free, Free
Free, Free

( G Em C Am )
There's nothing in between
What we are, what we see
There's nothing in between
What we are, what we see, what we are
We are just

( G Em C Am )
On a life boat sailing' home
With our drunken hearts and our tired bones
Well I just take one last look around
Yeah an' every place feels like a familiar town
And now we're

( G F C )
Free, Free
And don't you wanna be
Free
From time to time a little

Free
Hey now now
Free
I know you know your
Free
Feels so good to be
Free
mmm mmm mmm
Free

posted by Rabiscado at 3:33 PM