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#This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the #
#song. You may only use this file for private study scholarship or research. #
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OUTSIDE LOOKING IN (Mary Chapin Carpenter)
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[Actually in A; capo 2.]
[I'm unsure about the pre-chorus and bridge where I've written
sounds okay either way. See which sounds best for you.]
[intro]
Everywhere I see the signs pointing one direction
No more twists or crooked turns leaving room for doubt
Where I used to take the time for quiet and reflection
Now I only hear the noise of what I am without
I see them walking hand in hand and my eyes just want to linger
On those golden wedding bands wrapped around their fingers
By the time I turn away I feel it once again
I'm back in this familiar place outside looking in
[instrumental]
Baby all the tears between us couldn't fill the spaces
And all the word we grasped at they just fell away
I kept waiting on forgiveness to fix the broken places
But nothing even like it ever came my way
And tonight I drove around and the street came up before me
I took a turn and then I found this old house coming toward me
I heard the sound a heart must make when a memory's caving in
Oh baby what a hungry place outside looking in
[instrumental]
It's the hardest kind of need that never knows a reason
Are we such a lonely breed or just born in a lonely season
Baby it's all in the eyes it's where the reckoning begins
It's where we linger like a sigh it's where we long to be pulled in
It's where we learn to say goodbye without saying anything
Standing on the borderline outside looking in
[instrumental; repeat and fade]
- Adam Schneider [email protected]
(moins de barrés)