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8 Takte If you could read my mind, love What a tale my thoughts could tell. Just like an old time movie, 'Bout a ghost from a wishing well. In a castle dark or a fortress strong, With chains upon my feet. You know that ghost is me. And I will never be set free As long as I'm a ghost that you can't see. 1 Takte If I could read your mind, love, What a tale your thoughts could tell. Just like a paper back novel, The kind the drugstores sell. Then you reached the part Where the heartaches come, The hero would be me. But heros often fail, And you won't read, that book again Because the ending 's just too hard to take! But for now love, let's be real I never thought I could feel this way And Iove got to say that I just don't get it I don't know where we went wrong But the feeling's gone and I just can't get it back Solo Gitarre 8 Takte Then you reached the part Where the heartaches come, The hero would be me. But heros often fail, And you won't read, that book again Because the ending 's just too hard to take! But for now love, let's be real I never thought I could feel this way And Iove got to say that I just don't get it I don't know where we went wrong But the feeling's gone and I just can't get it back
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