The Lovers Are Losing
Keane
Ton : A
Intro :F# C# (2x)
C#I dreamed I was drowning
A#mIn the river Thames
G#I dreamed I had nothing at all
F#Nothing but my own skinC#
C#I dreamed I was drifting
A#mOn the howling wind
G#I dreamed I had nothing at all
F#Nothing but my own skinC#
A#mSlipped away from yourD# open hands
BInto theF# river
A#mSaw your face lookingD# back at me
BI saw my past andF# I saw my futurC#e
You take the pieces of the F#dreams that you have
Cause you don't like the way they C#seem to be going
You cut them up and spread them F#out on the floor
You're full of hope as you beC#gin rearranging
Put it all back toBgether
But anyway you look at F#things, looksC# like
The lovers are G#losing
C#I dreamed I was watching
A#mThe young lovers dance
G#I reached out to touch your hand
But I was F#watching from a distanceC#
A#mWe cling to love like aD# skidding car
BClinched to theF# corner
A#mI try to hold on toD# what we are
BThe more I squeeze theF# quicker we all aC#re
You take the pieces of the F#dreams that you have
Cause you don't like the way they C#seem to be going
You cut them up and spread them F#out on the floor
You're full of hope as you beC#gin rearranging
Put it all back toBgether
But anyway you look at F#things, looksC# like
The lovers are G#losing
I dreamed I had nothing at all (Fmnothing bG#ut myFm own G#skin)
I dreamed I had nothing at all (Fmnothing bG#ut myFm own G#skin)
I dreamed I had nothing at all (Fmnothing bG#ut myFm own G#skin)
I dreamed I had nothing at all (FmnothingG# at all)
You take the pieces of the F#dreams that you have
Cause you don't like the way they C#seem to be going
You cut them up and spread them F#out on the floor
You're full of hope as you beC#gin rearranging
Put it all back toBgether
But anyway you look at F#things, looksC# like
The lovers are G#losing
You take the pieces of the F#dreams that you have
Cause you don't like the way they C#seem to be going
You cut them up and spread them F#out on the floor
You're full of hope as you beC#gin rearranging
Put it all back toBgether
But in the F#final reckC#oning
The lovers are G#losing