Intro A  E  D

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It worked much better in a fantasy

       D       A                    E

Imagination's one thing that comes easy to me

A                              E    A

Cause this is nothing else if not unreal

      D           A               E

When I pretend to touch you, you pretend to feel

 

CHORUS

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Passion is no ordinary word, Passion is no ordinary w
Think It Over Lyrics

When I woke up this morning you were gone the note on your pillow said so long
The things that seemed so right now seem so wrong
As I'm left alone to face each empty dawn
Think it over don't let love fade away think it over is there noth
ord

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Passion is no ordinary word, Ain't manufactured or just another sound

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That you hear at night at  night

 

They've got new idols for the screen today

Although they make a lot of noises they got nothing to say

I try to look amazed but it's an act

The movie might be new but it's the same soundtrack (REPEAT CHORUS)

 

BRIDGE

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Up Here In Heaven Lyrics

Up on the hill I see it begin,
Marking the heroes where they fall,
In the stone, in the stone the names of those who have gone;
   
And over the river, there is a place,
Where they remember boys and men,
Widows talk, widows t
ay how it feels real useless ain't it

E                     D          E

Wait until it bites right down inside you

A              E               D            E

The world is easy when you're just playing around with it

A                E           A             E

Everything's a thrill and every girl's a kill

A                E           D                      E

And then it gets unreal and then you don't feel anything

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Out Of The Blue Lyrics

Music by Elton John and Bernie Taupin
Available on the album Blue Moves

[Instrumental] 


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       You don't feel anything         You don't feel anything

 

A  D  E   A  D  E   D    (solo)

 

An object of desire you don't desire to be

I bet the shop window dummies give in just as easily

I try to stop but have to make you drop down to the floor

Moaning in the darkness as we fake some more

 

REPEAT CHORUS TWICE

 

Just another sound that you hear at night

Ain't just another sound (REPEAT AND FADE on D chord)