G Am
Sun breaks, I can't wait til I'll be on my way again
D G
I'm sick and tired of waiting with nothin to do.
G
Watching the rain through a crack in the window
Am
It's the little things that get you through
D G
LIke the same sun risin on me as rising over you.
Em C G D
Walking and talking like birds in the sky
Em C G D
You tell your secrets, how gracefully you lie.
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