World Of Glass

E   = 022100    A  = x02220   F#m7 = 242222
E4  = 022200    Am = x02210   B7   = x24242
G#m = 466444  * A  = 577655   B    = 799877
Bm7 = 797777  * Am = 577555
Bm9 = 797779

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[Intro]
     E        E4 E     E        E4 E
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[Verse 1]
E      E4          E   E4  E         E4         G#m
I sit here at my window,      I see life as I'd like it to be,
Bm7        Bm9   Bm7  A   Am      E                 A
    But it don't see me,      so I'll just go on sitting,
 E                    A        E             A             G#m
You might call it quitting, hoping that the bad times will all pass,
         F#m7              B7                    E   E4 E   E4 E   E4 E
But they won't, 'cause my world's just made of glass!


[Verse 2]
       E              E4        E   E4  E            E4             G#m
Re - member in the children's story,      'Tell me, mirror, who's fairest of all?'
Bm7             Bm9   Bm7    A     Am             E                  A
    Well, then you'll re - call...     that the Queen went on be - lieving,
E                  A        E                A                  G#m
We call it de - cieving, thinking that her looks were just top class,
          F#m7                  B7                   E   E4 E   E4 E   E4 E
But they weren't, 'cause your world's just made of glass!


[Bridge]
F#m      G#m        * A         B
In a bus, in a plane, in a car, in a train,
  * A                 * Am              E
Or in our homes, it's really just the same,
       F#m           G#m        * A              B
We're always looking out with a puzzled kind of grin,
          * A                * Am           B    B7
But, per - haps, we'd all do better looking in!


[Verse 4]
      E           E4            E   E4  E            E4              G#m
The next time you go to your window,      don't just sit there, just open it wide,
Bm7          Bm9  Bm7    A     Am        E                   A
    Put your head out - side,      then you won't be just sitting,
 E                     A        E              A             G#m
Folks won't call it quitting, hoping that the bad times will all pass,
         F#m7            B7                   E   E4 E   E4 E   E4 E   E
But they will, for your world's not made of glass!