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F/A Bb F C/G C D
F/A Bb F C/G C D
A D/A
It's a case I guess of paradise lost
G Bm/F#
Ten years back on the hands of the clock
C G
In that little house on Mansfield
D
On your old block
F#m G D
Sometimes the magic of the past is all we've got
Just you and me at a crossroads then
Ain't it funny how we were old friends
Accidentally thrown together
Did we intend
To be the romantic novel you never want to end
G/B C
And it's the contact of the eye that meets across a crowded room
G D
And how I kind of wound up the lyrics to your tune
G/B C D
You said, 'Funny but it feels like I've known you all my life
F/A Bb F C/G C D
And how it might feel to kiss you on the mouth tonight'
Eb Bb/D Cm7 Bb
In between the Star of David and the California moon
Eb Bb/D F
The Santa Ana winds blew warm into your room
Eb Bb/D
We were crazy, wild and running
Cm7 Bb
Blind to the change to come
Cm D
In that little house on Mansfield
Gm Eb Bb F
We'd wake at the break of dawn
Gm Eb F G
In an Indian summer gone
In the candlelight I can recall
Your naked shadow looking ten feet tall
Like a wild pony dancing
Along the wall
Off balance I found love the only place to fall
Gm Eb Bb F
We'd wake at the break of dawn
Gm Eb F G
In an Indian summer gone
Gm Eb Bb F
We'd wake at the break of dawn
Gm Eb F G
In an Indian summer gone
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