Intro: 
E  - B7  - E  - Emaj7  - A  - E  - E7 

   
A                B    E                    A 
Turning on my pillow, thinking kind of strange 
   
Bm6                C#7             F#m7    B7 
The color is of midnight in this room 
   
A                        B             E                 A 
The cars outside are coughing and it's kinda hard to sleep  
   
G#m                         C#m           B7 
And there?s neon out the window, not the moon.  

A                         B 
And it was just an any old kind of day  

E                        A 
The kind that comes and slips away  

E                      G#m            F#m    B7 
The kind that fills up easy my life?s time 

    A                     B7 
The night brought any old kind of dark  

   E                   A 
I heard the ticking of my heart  

E             G#m      F#m7        B7(sus4) 
Then why am I thinking something?s left behind?   


A                   B         E                    A 
I whistled round today and I skipped a footloose jig 

       Bm6            C#7       F#m7  
To the hurdy-gurdy music of the street  

   A                   B             E                    A 
I looked up past those rooftops, and saw that cloudless sky 

G#m7                  Amaj7  
But I keep on asking why  

G#m7              Amaj7 
My life is passing by  

G#m7                   Amaj7 
And I'm left up high and dry 

G#m7                   Amaj7  
But it ain't no good to cry  

G#m7                  Amaj7 
So I shrug the useless sigh  

     C#m7                    B7            E 
And I trust to things that other days will meet. 
         
           A               B 
And it was just an any old kind of day  

    E                   A 
The kind that comes and slips away  

E                       G#m           F#m   B7 
The kind that fills up easy my life?s time  

D                        B7 
The night brought any old kind of dark  

E                      A 
I heard the ticking of my heart  

E            G#m       F#m7         B7(sus4)  E 
Then why am I thinking something?s left behind? 


Interlude: 
E  - B7  - E  - Emaj7  - A  - E  - E7 

A                         B 
The night has had it's laughing  

E                  A 
When street lights blind the stars  

Bm6                    C#7 
So now it's shedding rain  

            F#m7       B7 
To sing its sorrow (sorrow) 

    A                  B         E                      A 
It's time for me to sleep and to rest these thoughts away  

            G#m7         Amaj7 
There?s gonna be another day  

G#m7                 Amaj7 
When things will go my way  

         G#m7            Amaj7 
And there?s other things to say  

          G#m7            Amaj7 
And there?s other songs to play  

               C#m7             B7             E 
And there?ll be time enough for thinking come tomorrow.  

           A               B 
And it was just an any old kind of day  

    E                   A 
The kind that comes and slips away  

E                       G#m           F#m   B7 
The kind that fills up easy my life?s time  

D                        B7 
The night brought any old kind of dark  

E                      A 
I heard the ticking of my heart  

E            G#m       F#m7         B7(sus4)  E 
Then why am I thinking something?s left behind? 

B7    E