G                      C  
Sittin' here with my hands in my pockets, 
D                   G 
Starin' down at my shoe strings. 
G                   C 
Been thinkin' bout love and rockets, 
          D                G 
And the hapiness that the sunshine brings. 
G              C 
Been talkin' mostly to strangers, 
 D                  G 
They don't ask the same old thing. 
G                C 
"Where ya been? Where ya goin'?" 
D        G 
It all starts to ring 
 
         C 
- In my ears, man.  
                          G 
Open up a window, gonna shout it out. 
      
I'm a terrible pretender. 
D                                       G 
I can't sit here and act like I give a damn. 
                    C 
Yeah, you're in my ears, man. 
                 G 
A wastin' time, might as well roll it on down the line. 
D                                              G 
Take care, mister, it'll work out fine in the end. - 
 
G                     C 
At night when you're lyin' in bed, 
D                 G 
Thinkin' bout a melody. 
G                    C 
Words are floatin' through your head, 
   D                 G 
I hope somehow you think of me. 
G                     C  
And I know that you probably will 
         D                             G 
Cause I saw it once there behind your eyes. 
     G           C 
My words will be on your lips 
   D              G 
Before you even realize 
 
               C 
- I'm in your ears, man. 
                          G 
Open up a window, gonna shout it out. 
 
I'm a terrible pretender. 
D                                       G 
I can't sit here and act like I give a damn. 
                    C 
Cause you're in my ears, man. 
                 G          
A wastin' time, might as well roll it on down the line. 
D                                              G 
Take care, mister, it'll work out fine in the end...two, three, four.