Verse: F G Under dormant trees, under bright-lit skies F G Mountains of maple leaves standing side by side F G The phone lines, the street lights led me to you F G And if you just sit tight, I'll be there soonI rode right past the train trestle, ancient as a stone Blacked out on a bicycle, I made my way back home The houses were humming all through the night And winter was coming, but that was alrightG F All those wasted miles G F All those aimless drives through green aisles G F Our careless life style C G F It was not so unwise, noThe phone lines, the street lights led me to you And if you just sit tight, I'll be there soonAll those wasted miles All those aimless drives through green aisles Our careless life style It was not so unwise, noAll those wasted miles All those aimless drives through green aisles Our careless life style It was not so unwise, no
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