Bm D G
A little says a lot when writing from across the world
Under the cover of the air
Bm D G
Open your letterbox each day to catch a glimpse of me
Someone who's trying just to breathe
E G
Don't ask, my love, "Where is it that your peace comes from?"
C G
I found it in a disappearing world
C G
I found it in a disappearing world
Bm D G
I'm running out of time to make a sentimental plea
Pass off this trivial affair
Bm D G
That made me motion sick to be displaced in history
And separated by a stare
E G
Don't ask, my love, "Where is it that your peace comes from?"
C G
I found it in a disappearing world
C G
I found it in the beauty of a world
F# G F# G E
Whose intentions were not as clear as they could be
F# G F# G E
Whose reflection was not made to look like me
D G D G
D Em D Em
Bm D G
I'm running out of time to make a sentimental plea
E G
Don't ask, my love, "Where is it that your peace comes from?"
C G
I found it in a disappearing world
C G
I found it in the beauty of a world
C Bm
I found it in a disappearing world
C G