CWhen I Go home alone
CI drive past the place where I was born
FAnd the places that I used to drink
GmYoung and drunk and stumbling in the street
COutside the Joiners Arms like foals unsteady on their feet
CWith the art students and the boys in bands
FHigh on E and holding hands with someone that I just met
C F C FI thought it doesn't get better than this
GmThere can be nothing better than this
CBetter than this
CAnd we climbed onto the roof, the museum
C FAnd someone made love in the grass
GmAnd I forgot my name
CAnd the way back to my mother's house
CWith your black cool eyes and your bitten lips
CThe world is at your fingertips
F GmIt doesn't get better than this
CWhat else could be better than this?
COh, don't you know I have seen
FI have seen the fields aflame
GmAnd everything I ever did
CWas just another way to scream your name
C FOver and over and over and over again
Gm COver and over and over and over again
CAnd we're just children wanting children of our own
FI want a space to watch things grow
GmBut did I dream too big?
Do I have to let it go?
C FWhat if one day there is no such thing as snow?
GmOh God, what Do I know?
C G CAnd I don't know anything
GExcept that green is so green
C GmAnd there's a special kind of sadness
Cthat seems to come with Spring
COh, don't you know I have seen
FI have seen the fields aflame
GmAnd everything I ever did
CWas just another way to scream your name
C FOver and over and over and over again
Gm COver and over and over and over again
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