Intro:  
Bb | Gm | Eb Dm Cm Bb | F | 
Bb | Gm | Eb Dm Cm Bb | F | 

Gm                            F 
It hasn't rained hard for the better part of seven months 
Eb        Gm 
Everyones listenin' 
Gm                        F 
All I see ahead of me are glistenin' lights 
Eb                   Bb 
The city stays up at night 
Gm                    F 
Drumming along like a dissonant song  
Eb            Bb 
By an amateur symphony 
Gm                           F 
How come I can only tell you I love you 
Eb                                    F 
When you're sleeping in the passenger seat 

Bb                               Gm 
And all the fast cars with their broken head lights 
Eb                        F 
Run the red lights in the canyon  
Bb                  Gm 
And I can taste it, the rain is coming 
Eb                    F 
To clear the air over Los Angeles 

Gm                    F 
Maybe it'll bring the hillside down  
Eb                    Bb 
Maybe it'll flood the streets 
Gm                    F 
Maybe when I tell you that I want you forever 
Eb               Bb 
Im gonna make a fool of me 

Gm                                              F  
But I've got the windows down, the heater on my feet 
Eb                Bb 
And the skies are opening 
Gm                           F 
It's gonna come pourin down, it's gonna come pourin out 
Eb           F 
Im gonna say everything 

Bb                               Gm 
And all the fast cars with their broken head lights 
Eb                        F 
Run the red lights in the canyon  
Bb                  Gm 
And I can taste it, the rain is coming 
Eb                    F 
To clear the air over Los Angeles 

Eb  
The road is winding 
Bb 
And it's barely lit 
Gm                                   Cm 
You never know how far you're really gonna get 
Eb 
But when you live here 
Bb                            F 
You just learn to get used to it 

Bb                               Gm 
And all the fast cars with their broken head lights 
Eb                        F 
Run the red lights in the canyon  
Bb                  Gm 
And I can taste it, the rain is coming 
Eb                    F 
To clear the air over Los Angeles