Tuning: E - Standard Well he was in job to do, flying to Cambodia. And as the nights passed by, she tried to trace the past. The way he used to look, the way he used to laugh. I guess she'll never know, what got inside his soul. She couldn't make it out, just couldn't take it all. He had the saddest eyes the girl had ever seen. He used to cry some nights, as though he lived a dream. And as she held him close, he used to search her face. As though she knew the truth, lost inside Cambod (azchords.com)
