Intro - | G | G | Bm | A || G | G | Bm | A || A | A | A ..G She moves like a ghostBm Sleepless eyes and weathered bonesA G She is glass, and stone, and all things in betweenA Bm And so it seemsA That She floats amongst the falling leavesG | A .. She is all the places that I have ever been.. | A | A | A .. Ohh..G Bm A G So maybe You're a bluebird, darlingBm A G Tearing through the darkness of My daysBm A G Maybe You're a drop of waterBm A | G .. Running down the lines upon My face.. | G | G | G ..G 'n' A thought from a dreamBm A She is the light I've always seenG A A raging fire, rolling down the streetBm And a port in the stormA An everlasting sort of warmthG | A .. I see Her eyes in every soul I meet.. | A | A | A |G Bm A G So maybe You're a bluebird, darlingBm A G Tearing through the darkness of My daysBm A G Maybe You're a drop of waterBm A | G .. Running down the lines upon My face.. | G | G | G ..G You pull Me from this -E World that can seem lovelessA Soil that steals My one chanceF# | Bm | Bm | A | A | Of ever breaking free.........| G | G | G | G || G |G Bm A G So maybe You're a bluebird, darlingBm A G Tearing through the darkness of My daysBm A G Maybe You're a drop of waterBm A Bm .. Running down the lines upon My face
Bluebird
Luca Fogale
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