F G F C
I don't see nothing wrong being a drea-mer
F C G
I've been floating for so long from the shore
F G F C
The sea, it has its song, that it's sin-ging
F C G
It's a sad and lonely tune in the blue
F C G
And it calls to drift and sails like me and you
F G F G
But I cannot understand, why I'm longing for the land
F
I miss the sound of the breeze
C
Through the leaves of the sycamore
F C
Wading in the waves to my knees on the sandy shore
F C
The birds and the bees and your panties on the bathroom floor
F G
Well, I miss you more
F
Well, I miss you more
F G F C
The sea calls to me again, like it's screa-ming
F C G
Your home is the water, in the stars
F G F C
In the chasm of the deep, well they're fee-ding
F C G
On the changing it can cavern of my heart
F C G
And though it's her that is tearing us apart
F G F G
I begin to understand, oh I'm longing for the land
F
I miss the sound of the breeze
C
Through the leaves of the sycamore
F C
Wading in the waves to my knees on the sandy shore
F C
The birds and the bees and your panties on the bathroom floor
F G
Well, I miss you more
F C
Whoa, I miss the sound of the breeze through the leaves of the sycamore
F C
Wading in the waves to my knees on the sandy shore
F C
The birds and the bees and your panties on the bathroom floor
F G
Well, I miss you more
F
Well, I miss you more
G
I miss you more
F
I miss you more
Compositores: The White Buffalo
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