Störm
Ton : CEnglish
CWalking sBmlowly on your tiAmptoes
CYou start to Bmbreathe when he's sleAmeping
CHuddled on a seBmat like a anAmimal
CIs there a Bmplace for you Amto fall ?
GRun for your life you're fFading
GDance, inflEmate tGhe air in your sFoul
Your hGope is bottled with your tears
F(What am I still doing here?)
GEyes keep staring at the door
F(No this life is not mine)
DmI hate this silence
Just before the StFörm
CWalking slBmowly on your tipAmtoes
CThis time you swBmear it's the lAmast time
But lCook in the mirrBmor are you stAmill there ?
CWhere is this sBmmile you used toAm wear ?
GRun for your life you're fFading
GDance, inflEmate tGhe air in your sFoul
Your hGope is bottled with your tears
F(What am I still doing here?)
GEyes keep staring at the door
F(No this life is not mine)
DmI hate this silence
DmI hate this silence
Just before the StFörm Em F Em Dm
AmHow to hold the liGght ?
You gFave him all you had
AmSometimes you dreGam
F(You dream that he dies)
AmI don't feel aGshamed to say
" I know you would be fineF "
DmI hate the silence
DmI hate the silence
Just before the StFörm Em F Em
Your lGove is bottled with your fears
FWhat are you still doing here ?
GEyes keep staring at the door
FNo, this life is not yours
DmI hate the silence
DmI hate the silence
Just before the StFörm Em F Em F Em Dm