In days of peace, Sweet smell- ing summer nights Of wine and song. Dusty pave- ment, burning feet. Why am I cry- ing? I want to know. How can I smile and make it right For sixty days and eighty nights, And not give in and lose the fight? Pre-chorus: Em G A D F# A B E B C# D Chorus: feeling to go, G A D Em And with you there to help me then it probably will. Verse 2 : I won't go down Acting the same old play. Gave sixty days for just one night. Don't think I'd make it, but I'd bet I mi (tabfu.thudspace.net)
