Verse Bm A The moon has blocked the sun. Bm A That I havent seen for days. Bm A It walks the street as the chimneys burn. Bm A Ill drink some beers as I find my way Chorus Bm My way home A My way home Bm My way home A My way home Verse Bm A The streets were made for horse and cart Bm A they talk to mine behind close doors. Bm A Stood in the rain to feel the part Bm A This maze I stand of concrete walls My way home (x4) Bm A This black hawk cant find its place, Bm A through the night we swim. Chorus Bm My way home A My way home Bm My way home A My way home
