| Artist: | 1787 (English) |
| User: | Albert Huizeling |
| Duration: | 130 seconds |
| Delay: | 12 seconds |
| Chord names: | Not defined |
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| Comment: | - |
BPM 70
Intro Solo Gm
Coffee′s cold where your hand used to stay,
Broken clock ticks, lost another day.
Your chair′s still pulled out, shadows on the wall,
I′d search the silence, waiting for your call.
Your perfume lingers, a ghost in the air,
Whispered promise tingled in despair,
Did I miss the cracks while you slipped away?
Woman, why do you leave me here,
Woman, why do you leave me here
With these empty rooms and this thick, dark fear?
Woman, why’d your heart turn stone? Left me standing in this house alone.
Your old jacket hangs on the back of the door,
Frayed like the edges of the love we swore.
I trace the stitches where your fingers once healed,
Now every thread just reminds me what′s real.
Woman, why do you leave me here
With these empty rooms and this thick, dark fear?
Woman, why’d your heart turn stone? Left me standing in this house alone.
Bridge
Your laughter′s now a faint hum in the breeze,
Drifting through curtains like forgotten pleas,
Was I a shadow you outgrew too soon?
Woman, why do you leave me here, With these empty rooms and this thick, dark fear?
Woman, why’d your heart turn stone? Left me standing in this house alone.
Solo
Woman, why do you leave me here
With these empty rooms and this thick, dark fear?
Woman, why’d your heart turn stone? Left me standing in this house alone.
Solo