C#m/E    

get on the turkish line

           E7M                                          C#m/E              

you've never written a diamond under my door

                         E7M

i'm through this door

 

         C#m/E

sometimes it closes my eyes

         E7M

sometimes it comes on time

C#m/E

some lies were hidden

      E7M

the sun shines in the son's heart

 

        A9            F#7(4)

then flows the hat, 

         A9            F#7(4)

then grows the red carpet

             A9              F#7(4)

i wasn't ready to be loved

      C#m/E  E7M

by you

 

               C#m/E                   

almost a year ago, dreamin' alive

E7M

pushing those pills around

          C#m/E        

i was dead, I was dead

                  E7M

climbing that road

 

       A9        F#7(4)

my grave is there

        A9         F#7(4)

my eyes are swamp again

              A9             F#7(4)

i wasn't ready to be loved

     C#m/E  E7M  E

by you.