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D A Bm G D A Bm G

[Verse 1]
Bm                          G                          D
  Even now as I write this down, still I can hear the sound
                    A
  of pleasure and dismay.
Bm                   G                          D
  It seems so long ago. The days that we both know,
                        A
  two lifetimes far from grey.
             G                    A
  I think of all those dreams and all our time spent.

[Chorus]
   D                 A                 Bm     G
  City lights turn black and white as we grow older.
   D            A                  Bm      G
  Memories of what we pleased are getting colder.
   Bm                            D     A        G
  Til I die, I wish that I will fade away with you
   A               D
  back to eighty-two.

[Verse 2]
Bm                           G                    D
  The moods which we've been in are showing up again.
                      A
  A friendship lost in time.
Bm                         G               D
  The schoolyard and the broken bus, even sidewalks felt like home for us.
                        A
  That's what we left be-hind.

[Chorus]
   D                 A                 Bm     G
  City lights turn black and white as we grow older.
   D            A                  Bm      G
  Memories of what we pleased are getting colder.
   Bm                            D     A        G
  Til I die, I wish that I will fade away with you
   A               D
  back to eighty-two.

[Bridge]
F#m                                      G
  The times you laughed, the times you cried because of me.
F#m                                                 G
  All your advice I couldn't stand, I screamed and you screamed back at me.
               Bm                                   A
  But this is gone, we're back as one and it feels like a family.
             Bm                      A
  When I'm away, take this as my apology.

[Chorus]
   D                 A                 Bm     G
  City lights turn black and white as we grow older.
   D            A                  Bm      G
  Memories of what we pleased are getting colder.
   Bm                            D     A        G
  Til I die, I wish that I will fade away with you
   A               D
  back to eighty-two.

[Chorus]
   D                 A                 Bm     G
  City lights turn black and white as we grow older.
   D            A                  Bm      G
  Memories of what we pleased are getting colder.
   Bm                            D     A        G
  Til I die, I wish that I will fade away with you
   A               D
  back to eighty-two.

[Outro]
   A               D
  back to eighty-two.