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]