Acorde de Here Comes The Weekend - Roxette

 


 {Verse 1} 


           Em              G


    Every shape, of every word you say, 


           D                        C 


    that breaks the silence of an ordinary day. 


           Em                 G


    Every look, that seems to mistify, 


           D                         C 


    every single smile that sends me to the sky. 


              C 


    Makes me wanna run, makes me wanna hide 


                       Em                 (Em) 


    'cause you're the only one, makes me come alive. 


                   C 


    It's getting closer now and darker by the hour. 


        Am  G       D 


    It only goes to show, that 


 


 


 {Chorus a} 


              G                     Em 


    Here it comes, here comes the weekend. 


                       C 


    And I'm on my own again, 


                            Am     D 


    with a saturday in the rain (yeah yeah) 


              G                     Em 


    Here is comes, here comes the weekend. 


                                    C   D 


    The fine line from pleasure to pain. 


                 G  Em         C D         Em 


    Is making me cry, when will I see you again. 


 


 


 {Verse 2} 


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           Em           G


    Every breath, every vision you make, 


           D                        C 


    every chance of love, you love to take. 


          Em                  G 


    Every move, that seems to alter my world, 


           D                         C 


    every dream I've had about this boy and this girl. 


              C


    Oh it makes me wanna run, makes me wanna hide 


                       Em                  


    'cause you're the only one, who makes my love alive. 


            C 


    Time is running fast into a new goodbye. 


        Am  G       D 


    It only goes to show, that 


 


 {Chorus b} 


              G                     Em 


    Here is comes, here comes the weekend. 


                                   C 


    Another walk down that lonely lane. 


                                  Am     D 


    Another sunday that feels the same. (Hehe) 


              G                     Em 


    Here is comes, here comes the weekend. 


                                    C   D 


    The fine line from pleasure to pain. 


                 G  Em         C D         Em


    Is making me cry, when will I see you again. 


 


 {repeat chorus a}