xIntro
A – D – Bm- D - A
A
I walked you to the corner we stood beside the bus
D
And the tears rolled down our faces as the driver stared at us
A
Typical summer that time of year
D
When you go back to Toronto and I stay here
E
And I’ll miss the way you wake up
D
And the way that you sigh
E D A
And I’ll miss the way you turn your head away when you cry
E
I don’t think this time will fly
A D
Here comes the sad nights again
Bm D E A
Here comes the sad nights again 