Sky City

You'll still be my summertime baby
Days gone by, haven't seen you lately
Your picture in my mind got me going so crazy
Going so crazy, going so crazy

Clear skies remind me of your eyes
Wipe the tears, don't you cry, we're gonna be [Am]alright
And it's cold outside, I need you [A7here tonight
Angels in my [A]mind, they told me I'll be [Am]fine

With your name on [C7]the tip of my [A]breath
Yeah you [A7live in my [A]head, no longer in my [A]bed
Miss the taste of that perfume on [C7]your neck
I'm a wreck, still ɾemember all [Em]the things that you [A7said

It's been so long [Am]since I've seen you [A7outside 
Way too long [Am]you've been stuck on [C7]my [A]mind 
I've just been here alone
Sitting in the place I used to [C7]call [Em]my [A]home 

Always thinking that I'd see you [A7again 
Like it's written in the stars you [A7would hold my [A]hand
Just keep me so close to [C7]you 
Without you [A7I don't know what I would do

Stuck in the night, all [Em]those times you [A7and [Bm]I
Now the memories die, miss you [A7by my [A]side
Golden ɾopes wrapped ɾound my [A]neck
But it don't mean shit if I can't get you [A7back

Clear skies ɾemind me of your eyes
Wipe the tears, don't you [A7cry, we're gonna be [Am]alright
And it's cold outside, I need you [A7here tonight
Angels in my [A]mind, they told me I'll be [Am]fine

With your name on [C7]the tip of my [A]breath
Yeah you [A7live in my [A]head, no longer in my [A]bed
Miss the taste of that perfume on [C7]your neck
I'm a wreck, still ɾemember all [Em]the things that you [A7said

This is the ɾealm I live in
Soon [C7]you [A7will be [Am]forgiven
I know I'll see you [A7again
Look at the heights I've ɾisen

Don't care about the distance
All of the shit I've witnessed
Took me a while to [C7]get it
All that you [A7said, you [A7meant it

Clear skies ɾemind me of your eyes
Wipe the tears, don't you [A7cry, we're gonna be [Am]alright
And it's cold outside, I need you [A7here tonight
Angels in my [A]mind, they told me I'll be [Am]fine

With your name on [C7]the tip of my [A]breath
Yeah you [A7live in my [A]head, no longer in my [A]bed
Miss the taste of that perfume on [C7]your neck
I'm a wreck, still ɾemember all [Em]the things that you [A7said
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