[Verse] 
C                  F I'm speaking of a time
C                        F Before it was black and white
C                                F And the grass still smelled of summer in the
G day
C                    F And I recall your silence
C                     F Your laughter in the dark
C                  F                   G Moving through my mind where nothing stays
Am                                       F And you're just like the picture on the wall
          C     And I'm always on the other side
   G Waiting for it to fall
  Am Dreaming of Savannah
  F Walking through the Cherokee groves
  C              F           C Some place in the dark in your arms
     C                     F Street cars ringing them bells
       C                           F Pink clouds when I'm kissing your mouth
     C             F             G My memories going boom all over town
             C                F And there's history in them hills
   C                 F But if magic isn't real
        C                       F    Well, even bad roads lead to cherries in the
  G south
 
Am                                       F And you're just like the picture on the wall
          C    And I'm always on the other side
  G Waiting for it to fall
     
   Am Earthquake in the valley
     F Refrigerator starting to thaw
        C                  F            C And I'm some place in the dark in your arms
  C                F            C