True Colors (The Storm) (Wilkinson)
Intro: Ab



Ab

   To be running so far away



Eb                        Db

To rely on the perfect stranger



     Eb

True colours they suffer with age



Ab

   One look at the storm and fly



Eb                               Db

Straight on in to the rain and thunder



     Eb                       Fm     Ebsus4  Eb

Fool lover swept under the tide.





Fm                           Ebsus4    Eb

    The storm was gathering around   them



Fm                             Ebsus4  Eb

    He cast her off and put to sea



           Fm                     Ebsus4  Eb

Well, he'd found somebody new to steer    him



            Ab

Through his dream.



Fm                                 Ebsus4   Eb

    She sailed him all around her coast  - line



Fm                  Ebsus4   Eb

    Every inlet every    bay



Fm                                    Ebsus4        Eb

    And though he knew it then he was too afraid to say.





Ab

    To be running so far away...

        Eb                       Fm

....Fool lover swept under the tide.



Ebsus4     Eb        Fm     Ebsus4  Eb

    swept  under the tide.





Fm                       Ebsus4  Eb

    One day all alone he waited



Fm                            Ebsus4    Eb

    The silence crept beneath his door



Fm                            Ebsus4   Eb

    And as the room grew dark he knew     she'd come no



Ab

more.  To be running so far away...

        Eb

....Fool lover swept under the tide.



Ab       Eb     Db            Eb

Drifting in the dead of night



Ab      Eb       Db            Eb

Show me landfall give me light.

Transcribed by Victor Ducedre [victord@netrover.com]