Morten Harket

^D Al ^B l you folks back home
^F# I'l ^A l never tell you this
^D yo ^B u're not supposed to know
^A where your daughter is
^G there are ways of life
y ^A ou ^B never understood
^G it ^A 's ^A right here downtown Hollywood
^G it ^A 's afternoon on Sunset Boulevard
^B I´ve got a stolen moment trying hard
^A to write a kind
^G a kind of Christmascard
CHORUS
^A Bu ^D t ^B I- ^F# --am ^A burning out again
^D To ^B ni ^F# --- ^A ght there is fever in my veins
^D Ma ^B ma dear all the love you gave
^D I ^F# guess there´s really nothing
^A nothing much to save
^G I ^A see this place
^B It is dirty as I feel myself
^G Th ^A er ^D e are still som riches at the Roosevelt
^A Th ^G at evening prayer those memorise in my little bedroom,
^B mama, on my knees
^A Th ^G at´s i´m at down in Los Angeles
CHORUS
And I---am burning out again
And I---must rise above the shame
Toni---ght there is fever in my veins
^G Or ^A j ^B ust think of the girl I used to be
^A Yo ^G u were my age once mama
^A Tw ^D entythree
^D I ^A ca ^B n still hear some of the songs you used to play
^A Fr ^B om that summer of love in ´68
^A It ^G seems it turned into a a winter of hate
CHORUS
And I---am burning out again
It´s time i´d rise above the pain
Toni---ght there is fever in my veins
Toni---ght there is fever in my veins
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