| F | C | |
| N | ow the p | arty's over |
| A# | C | |
| I | 'm so t | ired |
| F | C | |
| T | hen I s | ee you coming |
| A# | C | |
| O | ut of n | owhere |
| F | C | A# | C | |
| M | uch comm | unication | in a m | otion |
| F | C | A# | |
| W | ithout c | onversation | or a notion |
| Avalon |
| When the samba takes you |
| Out of nowhere |
| And the background's fading |
| Out of focus |
| Yes the picture's changing |
| Every moment |
| And your destination |
| You don't know it |
| Avalon |
| When you bossanova |
| There's no holding |
| Would you have me dancing |
| Out of nowhere |
| Avalon... |