Verse 
Bb              F                  Eb 
When everyone's gone, the quiet returns 
              F 
Just passing through little hurricane 
Bb       F                         Eb 
A melody comes, it plays and it's gone 
          F                   Eb 
After the storm everything is still 
               F 
And there's no conversation 
Eb           F 
I'll talk to myself if I have to 

Bb           F                  Eb 
Another high street, another hotel 
            F 
Language is wrong, walking off beat 
Bb            F                Eb 
And after all the pretty girls leave 
            F 
Who will be here to amuse you so 

C               G                  F 
You'll never be quite sure when to stop 
         G 
How many miles till the penny drops 
C                G 
You're taking me back 
                F 
Your east block flat 
            G 
How will my heart ever get that 

Bridge 

F               G 
There's nothing here 
              F 
Just concrete shapes 
              G 
I look to the left and I tell you 


[Refrão]
F       G 
English architecture 
C      A 
Is far away 
F         Dm            Bb 
Maybe I'm waiting for a bell to ring 
  G           F 
A symphony to play 
        G               C 
Take my shoes away from me 
           A 
And I will stay 
F               Dm           Bb 
Or I could just lie here and fantasise 
G                    Bb 
I'm really somewhere else 

Verse 
Bb           F            Eb 
Another town another high street 
          F 
Languages roll walking off beat 
Bb            F                Eb 
And after all the pretty girls leave 
            F 
Who will be here to amuse you so 

C               G                 F 
When everyone's gone, the quiet returns 
             G 
Just passing through little hurricane 
C        G                        F 
A melody comes, it plays and it's gone 
          G 
After the storm everything is still 

Bridge 
F               G 
And there's no conversation 
F            G 
I'll talk to myself if I have to 
F 
Now 


[Refrão]
F           G 
And English architecture 
C      A 
Is far away 
F         Dm            Bb 
Maybe I'm waiting for a bell to ring 
G             F 
A symphony to play 
        G               C 
Take my shoes away from me 
           A 
And I will stay 
F               Dm           Bb 
Or I could just lie here and fantasise 
G 
That nothing's gonna change 

F G C A F Dm Bb G (x3)  end on G