[ Предположительная тональность: F#m ] F#m7 H And should the rain fall after this C#sus4 C# F#m7 It'll leave no colour on the things I miss D7M E The clouds are empty now inside of me D7M C#m7 And in a way somehow I am free Another mountain there to climb But I won't look back just to see where I turned blind Goodbye love, you almost broke my wings This is my goodbye to this little thing F#m7 H Well, it takes no colour by the winter snow C#7 F#m7 Takes no light where the sunshine flows Takes no damage by the stones I throw Takes no distance out of this lonely road Has no taste of the wine that's flowed Takes no colour of green where the spring explodes Takes no red where leaves fill the road C#7 And it has no face, got no face that I know And should the rain fall after this It'll leave no colour on the things I miss Goodbye love, you almost broke my wings This is my goodbye to this little thing