F G Am E F G C E I think about that day I left him at a greyhound station West of Santa Fe We were seventeen but he was sweet and it was true ]Still I did what I had to do Cause I just knew Summer Sunday nights We'd sink into our seats Right as they dimmed out all the lights The technicolor world made out of music and machine It called me to be on that screen And live inside each scene Without a nickel to my name Hopped a bus here I came Could be brave or just insane We'll have to see Cause maybe in that sleepy town He'll sit one day the lights are down He'll see my face and think of how he used to know me Climb these hills I'm reaching for the heights And chasing all the lights that shine And when they let you down You'll get up off the ground 'Cause morning rolls around And it's another day of sun 后面和弦基本一样，就不再重复