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F/A Bb F C/G C D
A D/AIt's a case I guess of paradise lost
G Bm/F#Ten years back on the hands of the clock
C GIn that little house on Mansfield
DOn your old block
F#m G DSometimes the magic of the past is all we've got
Just you and me at a crossroads then
Ain't it funny how we were old friends
Accidentally thrown together
Did we intend
To be the romantic novel you never want to end
G/B CAnd it's the contact of the eye that meets across a crowded room
G DAnd how I kind of wound up the lyrics to your tune
G/B C DYou said, 'Funny but it feels like I've known you all my life
F/A Bb F C/G C DAnd how it might feel to kiss you on the mouth tonight'
Eb Bb/D Cm7 BbIn between the Star of David and the California moon
Eb Bb/D FThe Santa Ana winds blew warm into your room
Eb Bb/DWe were crazy, wild and running
Cm7 BbBlind to the change to come
Cm DIn that little house on Mansfield
Gm Eb Bb FWe'd wake at the break of dawn
Gm Eb F GIn an Indian summer gone
In the candlelight I can recall
Your naked shadow looking ten feet tall
Like a wild pony dancing
Along the wall
Off balance I found love the only place to fall
Gm Eb Bb FWe'd wake at the break of dawn
Gm Eb F GIn an Indian summer gone
Gm Eb Bb FWe'd wake at the break of dawn
Gm Eb F GIn an Indian summer gone
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