Standard tuning, no capo. Let me know if you have any questions, comments, 
corrections, or complaints!


G      D        Am
I am stuck in L.A.
              C                  G
Through the week and can't get away
             D            Am
And you're alone on the pier
               C                 G
In West Palm Beach on your holiday
        D         Am
Stormy night, reawake
             C                    G
The stomach ache that I've acquired
              D                  Am
From feeling down, things look grim
            C              
And I'm so sick of being tired


C          D         C
Apartment lights go dark
             D                      C
And it's depressing but what can I do?
                 D          C
The midnight streets feel dead
           D                       G
When I am so used to driving with you


          D               Am
Brighter lights fill the night and
        C                   G
Bluer skys reflect in your eyes
         D           Am
As I inspect and analyze
               C                  G
All of these dreams I don't recognize


                D             Am
If you're still up when the ships
        C                   G
In the port prepare to set sail
          D                    Am         C
Comb the beach and put those blue flowers up in your ponytail


C          D          C               D                      C
Inside my head your voice is still resounding but what can I do?
       D          C             D                      G
Empty rooms feel cold when I am so used to being with you


            D               Am                      C
Count the stars, watch the waves absorb the summer sun
             G
And think of me
             D           Am                     C                    G
When you explore hidden coves and tiny island chains throughout the sea


          D              Am                C                   G
Can you still, hear my voice, when I'm outside from over the phone
               D              Am                    C
For what it's worth, darling dear, I wish you were here Cause I feel alone
C              D         C                     D                     C
When you were home we'd sing but since you've left I don't hear anything
          D       C               D                           C
Though I feel so sad, I can't believe things are really that bad


C                  D         G
Old captains and brand new cruise ships
C                  D    G
Sailing over the briny sea
C                  D     G
When I crash my beloved desk job
C                        D
And swim through the debris
C               D          G         C            D        G
I'll cut loose leave this mad house all for the atlantic blue
C                       D         G        C                       D
I'll stroll down your treelined driveway, and sail the ocean with you

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