Shalalala
[G]Shalalala
[Bb]Shalalala
[F]Shalalala
[F]I'[G]ve got a quarter in my pocket of an apple left to eat:
[F]It[G]'s a wonder that I'm standing on my own two feet.
[F]In[G] the shadow of a thousand veiled Victorian goodbyes
[F]Je[G]wels of litter come to greet me, and it stings my eyes.
[F]Oh[G] it burns like a fire and it pulls me through-
[F]We[G] are parted by desire for the strange and new.
[F]I'[G]ve got a quarter in my pocket, I'm advancing to the booth,
[F]I [G]am picking up and praying that I talk to you.
[C]An[G]d now, I'm halfway home,
[Bb]I'm at the corner of our street,
[F]Would you like to come and meet me?
[C]No[G]w that I am halfway home
[Bb]Man, I never felt so lonely-
[F]I [C]long for you to hold me now I'm home.
Somedays, there was comfort as a stranger far from home
Sometimes, a hunger and a longing not to be alone.
Imagining emotion in each man that I would meet-
But it was physics, and subtraction, to an ancient beat.
Oh, it burned like a fire and I wore it so...
We are tied up in desire and we won't let go.
Well, I've no quarter in my pocket of no apple left to eat;
I am running, I am running and I can't feel my feet.
And now, I'm halfway home, I'm at the corner of our street,
Would you like to come and meet me?
Now that I'm halfway home
Man, I never felt so lonely-
I long for you to hold me
[G]No[A]w I'm home, home is where I wanna be,
[G]No[A]w I'm home, home is where I'm gonna be.
[G]Pa[A]st the church and past the steeple,
[G]Pa[A]st the sad and lonely people,
[G]Pa[A]st the old school on the avenue,
[G]I [A]am running, I am running...
And now, I'm halfway home, I'm at the corner of our street,
Would you like to co9me and meet me
Now that I'm halfway home
Man, I never felt so lonely-
I long for you to hold me now I'm home.
[G]Shalalala
[Bb]Shalalala
[F]Shalalala
[F]I'[G]ve got a quarter in my pocket of an apple left to eat:
[F]It[G]'s a wonder that I'm standing on my own two feet.
[F]In[G] the shadow of a thousand veiled Victorian goodbyes
[F]Je[G]wels of litter come to greet me, and it stings my eyes.
[F]Oh[G] it burns like a fire and it pulls me through-
[F]We[G] are parted by desire for the strange and new.
[F]I'[G]ve got a quarter in my pocket, I'm advancing to the booth,
[F]I [G]am picking up and praying that I talk to you.
[C]An[G]d now, I'm halfway home,
[Bb]I'm at the corner of our street,
[F]Would you like to come and meet me?
[C]No[G]w that I am halfway home
[Bb]Man, I never felt so lonely-
[F]I [C]long for you to hold me now I'm home.
Somedays, there was comfort as a stranger far from home
Sometimes, a hunger and a longing not to be alone.
Imagining emotion in each man that I would meet-
But it was physics, and subtraction, to an ancient beat.
Oh, it burned like a fire and I wore it so...
We are tied up in desire and we won't let go.
Well, I've no quarter in my pocket of no apple left to eat;
I am running, I am running and I can't feel my feet.
And now, I'm halfway home, I'm at the corner of our street,
Would you like to come and meet me?
Now that I'm halfway home
Man, I never felt so lonely-
I long for you to hold me
[G]No[A]w I'm home, home is where I wanna be,
[G]No[A]w I'm home, home is where I'm gonna be.
[G]Pa[A]st the church and past the steeple,
[G]Pa[A]st the sad and lonely people,
[G]Pa[A]st the old school on the avenue,
[G]I [A]am running, I am running...
And now, I'm halfway home, I'm at the corner of our street,
Would you like to co9me and meet me
Now that I'm halfway home
Man, I never felt so lonely-
I long for you to hold me now I'm home.
