[ Предположительная тональность: C ] Intro: C F Am F C In the tree-lined cities and forgotten fields F Some are born too pretty, some are born too real Am F Some to death-wish pity, while the selfish steal some ground C It's all just hunchbacked plans to stumped to feel F As the rise of man names his price to deal Am F It's "look ma, no hands" on the steering wheel, going round C F Am F Goes round, goes round, goes round, slows down C Some are early bloom, some are made to wait F Some arrive too soon, some leave too late Am F Some think the moon can navigate their life round C F Am F Life round, life round, life round, lives round C F Can't you see? Am What will be... F Can't you see? C F Can't you see? Am What will be... F Can't you see? C It's behind you F G C It's behind you F G C It's behind you F G C It's behind you F G C Look behind you F G C Look behind you F G C Look behind you F G C Look behind you C F C Can't you see? F Am G What will be... F Can't you see? C F C Can't you see? F Am G What will be... F Can't you see? C F C Can't you see? F Am G What will be... F Can't you see?