Love In The Time Of Socialism

Bm Cm Gm F Bm F Gm Fm Eb Cm Bb C Bb Bb Gm Maybe I'd be better off in Berlin Eb Or as an artists muse in London Bb Drifting from hand to hand Gm Maybe I was born to be a sailor, Eb Drop my anchors in Antigua Bb As a traveling fisherman Eb Bb But I am home wherever you are near Eb Bb There's no life in anything when you're not here Cm F Bb Who could take my love away? Gm Maybe I was destined for philosophy Eb Leading leftist ideologies Bb At the Paris-Sorbonne Gm Dreaming up the splendid demise Eb Of the societies we despise Bb At Cafe de Flore Eb Bb But these things lose all their meaning and allure Eb Bb If you're not there to witness the grandeur Cm F Bb What could shake my love away? Gm Bb Cm Gm Eb Cm Bb Gm Maybe we'll be missionaries in the Congo Eb Revolutionaries in Cuba Bb Perhaps we'll build a home Gm In the shadows of the forest Eb Along the east coast, or the west coast Bb I forget where we decided Eb Bb As long as I'm with you when we do it Eb Bb I could trade the views in for any pallet Cm F Bb Nothing can take my love away Cm F Bb Nothing can take my love away Gm Bb Gm G Eb Cm Bb Cm Bb Eb Bb