Capo 1st fret
Standard (EADGBE)
I kept the little French girl tucked behind my eyelids
Three times to the hour till her glass reached the bottom
And come around the time that she turned around the corner
The days till I get gone became twice as long
Oh shes something like a whisper
Through the Friday evening noise
Though we never got to talking
And thought I never heard her voice
I know that melody shes singing
I hear it in the missing wind
It leaves me standing in the emptiness of something
that never did begin
I left that dirty bedroom stained into my day clothes
One time from my own love and one time from another
And come the shadow morning I called upon my old friends
They rearranged their faces and payed out at the corner
Oh it was something like a whisper
Through the Friday evening noise
Though we should have got to talking
And though I should have used my voice
Theres that melody were singing
I miss it in the leper wind
It leaves me standing in the emptiness of something
that never should begin