Collecting Dust

the sun rises i haven't slept
was collecting
dust on
the old photos
on the shelf
is the beautiful landscape
with memories
of the friends separated by cities
but if the lie was the cause

then i do even regret
i used to [C7]call [Em]you [A7my [A]friend
now i don't even believe
in a magic of friendship

is this ɾeally what i've been waiting for [Dm7]so long?
let all [Em]disaffection [C7]burn with the ashes
let me lay my [A]head on [C7]your shoulder
could you [A7stay with me?
we'll watch how the sun is setting into [C7]the spring sea