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