Year: 1973 - Album: Mystery to Me
Written by Bob Welch
G#maj7 xx6543 G#maj7 Cm It’s the same kind of story G#maj7 Cm That seems to come down from long ago G#maj7 Cm Two friends having coffee together G#maj7 Cm When something flies by their window G#maj7 Cm It might be out on that lawn G#maj7 Cm Which is wide, at least half of a playing field G#maj7 Cm Because there’s no explaining what your imagination G#maj7 Cm Can make you see and feel F Seems like a dream G# G7 Cm They got me hypnotized Now its not a meaningless question To ask if they’ve been and gone I remember a talk about North Carolina and a strange, strange pond You see the sides were like glass In the thick of a forest without a road And if any mans ever made that land Then I think it would’ve showed Seems like a dream They got me hypnotized They say there’s a place down in Mexico Where a man can fly over mountains and hills He don’t need an airplane or some kind of engine And he never will Now you know its a meaningless question To ask if those stories are right cause what matters most if the feeling You get when you’re hypnotized Seems like a dream They got me hypnotized