(Verse 1)
Don't tell me that they're all the [A]same,
'Cause even the sound of his [F#m]name
Carries me over their [Bm]reach,
Back to some golden [D]beach
Where only he rem[A]ains.
You planted your eyes on my [A]feet,
You told me to dig my heels [F#m]deep.
The night wore the [Bm]rain,
On her window[D]pane,
Drifted us to [A]sleep.
Don't tell me that they're all the [A]same,
'Cause even the sound of his [F#m]name
Carries me over their [Bm]reach,
Back to some golden [D]beach
Where only he rem[A]ains.
You planted your eyes on my [A]feet,
You told me to dig my heels [F#m]deep.
The night wore the [Bm]rain,
On her window[D]pane,
Drifted us to [A]sleep.
