Tone gốc: D
Labit
Drifting D off my Bm couch
A thousand D times
For the first Em time
I came A alive
When summer D died
to close its D eyes on me
I shook Bm off every warning
know when to say goodD byeBm
It didn’t Em hurt at A first
Singing D every Bm word
But when I Em finally cut
through blurry A lines
I was horriD fiedBm
Raining Em in my A room
Been that D way since Bm June
By the time it Em dried
I came A alive
Water D in her Bm cup
Simpler Em times
I never Am cried when summer D died