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Intro: C (x4)
Verse
F G
I feel a storm coming on and I want make it right tonight
F G
There's a tired in your eyes I can tell you're on the verge of cry- ing
F C G C
Baby, pack something warm and a couple of things you'd miss if you had to be gone for a week
F C G
Let's go find someplace you can dis- -appear till this storm passes over and your sky grows clear
F C
In my arms, pretty girl, you can runaway
F C
Get lost somewhere, get stranded wait out this hurricane
F C G/B F
A broken down motel on a beach only cash where they don't ask for names
C G C
Till you get your feet back under you, baby, we can live like castaways
F C G
We can get so busy hard to tell who we are anymore
F C G
Need a long stretch of sand we can walk, build a fire, cuddle up warm
F C G C
Lay your hair in the grass let me whisper your name, take your mind off the crazy medic- ate your pain
F C G
Till the noise goes quiet and the chains go slack, baby, close your eyes its time to fall back
F C
In my arms, hmmm, pretty girl, you can runaway
F C
Get lost somewhere get stranded wait out this hurricane
F C G/B F
A little seaside town carnival closed down where no- body will look for days
C G C
Till you get your feet back under you, baby, let's live like castaways
Solo
F C F C F G C G Am
Bridge
Am G/B C
Yeah, it's coming back I can see it, peeking through your smoky hair
E F G
A little hint of smile in the corner of your eyes baby come over here, come over here ---
F C
In my arms, pretty girl, you can runaway
F C
Get lost out here under an old oak pier, listen to the waves
F C G/B F
A broken down motel on a beach only cash where they don't ask for names
C G C
Till you get your feet back under you, baby, we can live like castaways
F C G/B F
Empty bottles on a beach yeah just you and me we can stay out here for days
C G C
Till you get your feet back under you, baby --- let's live like castaways
Outro
C C C
Written by Dean Brody