A D A D
Shayla worked in a factory.
A D
She wasn't history.
A
She's just a number.
A D
One day she gets her
A D A D A
final pay and she goes far away.
F#m D
Oh o-h oh oh
F#m D A
Oh o-h oh oh oh
A D A D
Green trees call to me.
A D A
I am free but life is so cheap.
A D A D
Scenery is still outside of me.
A D A
All alone, trapped by its beauty.
D E
Shayla turned to run away, to
A
leave in peace and end her stay.
D E
Years of fear were in her way.
A
Lost in space and down she came.
D Bm A x2
A D A D A D
Suddenly some subtle entity, some cosmic energy,
A
brushed her like shadows.
A D A D
Down here we stop to wonder.
A D
Cars on the freeway.
A
Bright lights and thunder.
F#m D
Oh o-h oh oh
F#m D
Oh o-h oh oh
F#m D A
Oh o-h oh oh oh
F#m D
Oh o-h oh oh
F#m D
Oh o-h oh oh
F#m D A
Oh o-h oh oh oh
Mick 2002