G D Em
Laughing, when all my hands are tied
C G
We sheltered there from harm
Under Notre Dame
Over jazz bands start
Said I don’t mind where we are
Breaking into smiles you cried
The youngest of your scars
You know my kitten died
I killed her from afar
Between the boulevards
I’m not asking, so don’t answer
I don’t know why
You keep my heart to yourself
One day, when all those lives we’ve used
And children we will lose
I’ll set my eyes out far
To somewhere where you are
Between the boulevards
(Transcribed by Tony Efremov vk.com/tonyefremov)
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