C
shalalala
G
shalalala
A#
shalalala
F
shalalala
F G
i’ve got a quarter in my pocket of an apple left to eat :
F G
it’s a wonder that i’m standing on my own two feet .
F G
in the shadow of a thousand veiled victorian goodbyes
F G
jewels of litter come to greet me , and it stings my eyes .
F G
oh it burns like a fire and it pulls me through –
F G
we are parted by desire for the strange and new .
F G
i’ve got a quarter in my pocket , i’m advancing to the booth ,
F G
i Am picking up and praying that i talk to you .
C G
and now , i’m halfway home ,
A#
i’m at the corner of our street ,
F
would you like to come and meet me?
C G
now that i Am halfway home
A#
man , i never felt so lonely –
F C
i long for you to hold me now i’m home .
somedays , there was comfort as a stranger far from home
sometimes , a hunger and a longing not to be alone .
imagining emotion in each man that i would meet –
but it was physics , and subtraction , to an ancient beat .
oh , it burned like a fire and i wore it so . . .
we are tied up in desire and we won’t let go .
well , i’ve no quarter in my pocket of no apple left to eat;
i Am running , i Am running and i can’t feel my feet .
and now , i’m halfway home , i’m at the corner of our street ,
would you like to come and meet me?
now that i’m halfway home
man , i never felt so lonely –
i long for you to hold me
G F#
now i’m home , home is where i wanna be ,
G F#
now i’m home , home is where i’m gonna be .
G F#
past the church and past the steeple ,
G F#
past the sad and lonely people ,
G F#
past the old school on the avenue ,
G F#
i Am running , i Am running . . .
and now , i’m halfway home , i’m at the corner of our street ,
would you like to co9me and meet me
now that i’m halfway home
man , i never felt so lonely –
i long for you to hold me now i’m home .
C
shalalala
G
shalalala
A#
shalalala
F
shalalala
F G
i’ve got a quarter in my pocket of an apple left to eat :
F G
it’s a wonder that i’m standing on my own two feet .
F G
in the shadow of a thousand veiled victorian goodbyes
F G
jewels of litter come to greet me , and it stings my eyes .
F G
oh it burns like a fire and it pulls me through –
F G
we are parted by desire for the strange and new .
F G
i’ve got a quarter in my pocket , i’m advancing to the booth ,
F G
i Am picking up and praying that i talk to you .
C G
and now , i’m halfway home ,
A#
i’m at the corner of our street ,
F
would you like to come and meet me?
C G
now that i Am halfway home
A#
man , i never felt so lonely –
F C
i long for you to hold me now i’m home .
somedays , there was comfort as a stranger far from home
sometimes , a hunger and a longing not to be alone .
imagining emotion in each man that i would meet –
but it was physics , and subtraction , to an ancient beat .
oh , it burned like a fire and i wore it so . . .
we are tied up in desire and we won’t let go .
well , i’ve no quarter in my pocket of no apple left to eat;
i Am running , i Am running and i can’t feel my feet .
and now , i’m halfway home , i’m at the corner of our street ,
would you like to come and meet me?
now that i’m halfway home
man , i never felt so lonely –
i long for you to hold me
G F#
now i’m home , home is where i wanna be ,
G F#
now i’m home , home is where i’m gonna be .
G F#
past the church and past the steeple ,
G F#
past the sad and lonely people ,
G F#
past the old school on the avenue ,
G F#
i Am running , i Am running . . .
and now , i’m halfway home , i’m at the corner of our street ,
would you like to co9me and meet me
now that i’m halfway home
man , i never felt so lonely –
i long for you to hold me now i’m home .
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