Some Constellation

F# - Abm - B F# Birds on the pillow Abm And paper lanterns hangin' B from the ceiling F# Sticky stars aglow Abm B Mappin' out some constellation F# I'm tired of standing in the light Abm B outside her window F# Abm For her I would row to the ends B of my imagination. F# Pleasure to behold Abm A silhouette so real yet B oh so static F# Measured and controlled Abm Lets down her hair, takes off B her army jacket F# I'm tryin to figure out what's Abm B right - do I stay or go? F# For all she doesn't know Abm B Coz she wish that she still had it