Intro: G D Em C Am G D G D Em D Calling all olive branches and laid off doves Am G D There is work to do before we say goodbye Em D C G But who can see them turning to the face of love D Em C Though I hear them pleading with me, don't let us die G D Em As I sit I can see their troubled souls wander by C G D Em C Em And I feel them leaning on my shoulder to cry G D G Oh, one more chance G D Em D Naked tree of winter seems to stand so proud C G D Lording the poor mortal as he goes Em D C G And the tears which well beneath his somber shroud D Em C Will they fall with the shame of somebody who knows G D Em C He can never be like the thought of a rose G D Em C G Whose beauty remains, even when the bloom goes D G Oh, oh, one more chance G D G D Or is it too late to change the ways we're bound to go Am Bb Am G D Is it too late, there's surely one of us must know G D Em C X 3 G D G G Bb F D G Bb F Is it too late to change the ways we're bound to go Am Bb Am F G D Is it too late, there's surely one of us must know G D Em C X 3 G D G F Bb Am G F G D Is it too late, there's surely one of us must know G D Bb C D Is it too late to change the ways we're bound to go C Bb Am G F D G D G Is it too late, there's surely one of us must know
See also: Bryan Ferry - The 'In' Crowd |
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