Written by Gustavo Bertoni
C I watch her as she bathes Ab Fm Through the mirror in the room Ab Bb She notices and smiles Eb We struggled getting up C We went to the opera Ab Fm And then out for some drinks Bb Ab Had such a good time Eb She doesn't like 'em sweet Ab A fraction G Fm Of tension Ab Affection G Attention C It seems we knew too much Fm Bb So much left unsaid Fm Bb For some reason, I left Eb Knowing I wouldn't go back C We talked about her books G Gm About our childhood Ab Bb She certainly is rare Gm Eb I felt for her such care Ab A fraction G Fm Of tension Ab Affection G Attention Cm A sharp edge Ab I need it bad Eb I'm formless G All's become a blur Cm A sharp edge G#m I need it bad Eb I'm formless G All's become a blur Final: C Cm
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