DJesus, Jesus, what's it all about?
Trying to clout these little ingrates into shape.
When I was their age all the lights went out.
There was no time to whine and mope about.
Cmaj7 And even now part of me fliesD over
Cmaj7Dresden at angels one five. D
And though Cmaj7they'll never fathom it behind my
Sarcasm desperate memories Dlie.
DSweetheart sweetheart are you fast asleep?
[Good.]That's the only time that I can really speak to you.
And there is something that I've locked away
A memory that is too painful
To withstand the light of day.
Cmaj7 When we came back from the warD the Cmaj7banners and
Flags hung on everyone's door. D
We Cmaj7danced and we sang in the street and
The church bells Drang.
But the Gburning G/F#in my Cheart
The Gmem'ry G/F#smoulders Con
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