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Intro: Dm  Dm#7  Dm7  D6  
 
 
Dm      Dm#7/C#       Dm7/C       G          Dm    Dm#7/C#  Dm7/C  G 
 It's Sunday afternoon and it's raining, I'm falling
 
Dm                Dm#7/C#          Dm7/C           G            
 Colour sections, pastel blue, an empty church, a movie queue,
 
       Dm    Dm#7/C#  Dm7/C  G
   I'm falling
 
C             C/B        Am  G           F   E          Am    
 Watching you moving around,  taking the ti-me to get a proper look,
 
    Dm                  E             Am              A
 It seems as though I've never really looked at you  
 
Dm      Dm#7/C#          Dm7/C           G        Dm    Dm#7/C#  Dm7/C  G 
 Get up, put the kettle on, make us some tea, I'm falling
 
Dm                 Dm#7/C#        Dm7/C                G      
 If we've got some biscuits left, please bring one for me, 
 
             Dm    Dm#7/C#  Dm7/C G 
   I'm just falling
 
C             C/B          Am   G            F   E            Am    
 Spending the whole day in bed,  wasting our ti-me, in such a gentle way
 
    Dm              E                 Am          A
 We hardly need to say a word, it's just okay
 
     Dm          E       Am            Ebdim         E
 And already the sun has gone and it's growing dark outside,
 
     Dm            E       Am         Ebdim         E
 I can see your face reflected in the red electric firelight,
 
         Am                       Dm              E                 
 And our shadow is an embyro that slowly comes to life and 
 
       Am                                Dm                E      
 As it moves across the wall it seems to feel the fire of living  
 
          Am                       Dm              E             Am  
 Growing stronger as it climbs, to shiver in a blaze across the ceiling
 
         F          E           Am                 
 And the soundless crash of the sea
 
           F             E            Am    
 Fills the room with the scent of the breeze
 
         F           E         Am          Ebdim         E 
 And the waves break over the beach of our bodies as you reach your
 
                 D   Dm    Dm  Dm#7/C#  Dm7/C  G 
  fingers out to me
 
Dm            Dm#7/C#       Dm7/C          G           Dm     Dm#7/C#  Dm7/C  G 
 Why don't we take the whole next week off work, we're falling
 
Dm             Dm#7/C#          Dm7/C                   G                    
 You can say you don't feel well, you caught a cold or some such, 
 
               Dm    Dm#7/C#  Dm7/C  G 
    we're just falling
 
C       C/B         Am   G           F   E           Am    
 We can get out of town,  taking the ti-me to let it all work out
 
     Dm            E               Am            A
 The hour glass is turning, every second counts
 
     Dm     Dm#7/C#  Dm7/C  G        Dm     Dm#7/C#   Dm7/C   G 
 I'm falling,                    I'm falling,  
 
     Dm     Dm#7/C#   Dm7/C   G 
 I'm falling.
 
Bb                      A            Bb                         A           
 Moving around inside a dream today,  falling for you in such a special way
 
G  F E A