Biography:
Cantante, escritor, productor nacido el 23 de Junio de 1971 en Manchester, Inglaterra, su album debut 'The Long Goodbye' ha tenido gran exito en Europa.
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Wayne Jackson - Your stars never shine
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tabbed by: Jazzmyass
E-Mail: Jazzmyass[at]live[dot]de
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I don't believe the darkness can come too soon,
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I don't believe the sadness in this room.
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If life was a film, your film would have no score.
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Was the sun of it all the loose change wich lay on your floor?
E H cis A
When the sun sets low and shadows long to grow,
E H A
Like a twist of hope leading you home.
E H' cis' A
Cos your stars never shine, like they do in summer time,
E H A
If this is all you've got, I don't want to know.
E cis A
I don't believe sleepwalking gets trough.
E cis A
I don't believe misery sticks like glue.
E H cis A
All your streams run cold, temptation takes a hold,
E H A
Like a thread of hope leading you home.
E H' cis' A
Cos your stars never shine, like they do in summer time,
E H A
If this is all you've got, I don't want to know.
E H' cis' A
Cos your stars never shine, like they do in summer time,
E H A
And providence conspired to rain on your show.
E A E A
So cold and fateful, so cruel and hateful,
E H' cis' A
Scattered on the wind five thousand miles from home.
E H cis A
Cos your stars never shined, like they should in summer time,
E H A
And providence conspired to rain on your show.
E H' cis' A
Cos your stars never shined, like they should in summer time,
E H A
If this is all you've got, I don't want to know.
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tabbed by: Jazzmyass
E-Mail: Jazzmyass[at]live[dot]de
E cis A H H' cis'
1:-0-|-4-|-5-|-2-|-7-|--9--|
2:-0-|-5-|-5-|-4-|-7-|--9--|
3:-1-|-6-|-6-|-4-|-8-|--9--|
4:-2-|-6-|-7-|-4-|-9-|-11--|
5:-2-|-4-|-7-|-2-|-9-|-11--|
6:-0-|---|-5-|---|-7-|--9--|
E cis A
I don't believe the darkness can come too soon,
E cis A
I don't believe the sadness in this room.
E cis A
If life was a film, your film would have no score.
E cis A
Was the sun of it all the loose change wich lay on your floor?
E H cis A
When the sun sets low and shadows long to grow,
E H A
Like a twist of hope leading you home.
E H' cis' A
Cos your stars never shine, like they do in summer time,
E H A
If this is all you've got, I don't want to know.
E cis A
I don't believe sleepwalking gets trough.
E cis A
I don't believe misery sticks like glue.
E H cis A
All your streams run cold, temptation takes a hold,
E H A
Like a thread of hope leading you home.
E H' cis' A
Cos your stars never shine, like they do in summer time,
E H A
If this is all you've got, I don't want to know.
E H' cis' A
Cos your stars never shine, like they do in summer time,
E H A
And providence conspired to rain on your show.
E A E A
So cold and fateful, so cruel and hateful,
E H' cis' A
Scattered on the wind five thousand miles from home.
E H cis A
Cos your stars never shined, like they should in summer time,
E H A
And providence conspired to rain on your show.
E H' cis' A
Cos your stars never shined, like they should in summer time,
E H A
If this is all you've got, I don't want to know.
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