A-Ha - Sycamore Leaves
Em DbCan't stop thinking 'bout it
Em Am BmIt fills me with unease
Em A - DbOut there by the roadside something's buried
D EmUnder sycamore leaves
Wet grounds, late September
The foliage of the trees
I came upon this feeling that someone's lying
Covered by sycamore leaves
D EmAnd I could never face it
D EmAnd take a look and see
D EmAnd I could never break out
D EmAnd shake it's grip on me
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