by: The Brothers four

Intro:    G        Am7       Em7        Am7

G               C    G   GM7               C     G
Bows and flows of angel hair, and ice cream castles in the air,

         G/F#  C   C/B          Am7            D
And feather canyons everywhere I've looked at clouds that way.

     G          C      G       GM7           C   G
But now they only block the sun, they rain and snow on everyone.

       G/F#    C      C/B      Am7           D
So many things I would have done, but clouds got in the way.

     G                C        G
I've looked at clouds from both sides now,

     C    G        C     G
From up and down, and still somehow

     GM7    Am7    G  Em         C           D      G     
It's clouds illusions I recall; I really don't know clouds at all.

G                C     G       GM7          C      G
Moons and Junes and ferris wheels, the dizzy dancing way you feel

        G/F# C         C/B          Am7             D
When every fairy tale comes real ・I've looked at love that way.

     G           C     G                GM7  C      G
But now it's just another show, you leave 'em laughing as you go,

       G/F#       C     C/B  Am7                     D
And if you care, don't let them know,    don't give yourself away.

      G              C       G
I've looked at love from both sides now,

      C      G      C      G
From give and take, and still somehow,

    GM7     Am7    G  Em      C             D      G
It's love's illusions I recall; I really don't know love at all.

G                C     G     GM7            C       G
Tears and fears and feeling proud to say "I love you" right out loud;

        G/F#     C    C/B   Am7                        D
Dreams and schemes and circus crowds ・I've looked at life that way.

     G               C      G     
But now old friends are acting strange,

    G           GM7     C        G
They shake their heads and say I've changed,

G/F#       Em       C      C/B    Am7                D
But something's lost and something's gained     from living every day.

G                    C        G
I've looked at life from both sides now,

     C     G        C     G
From win and lose, and still somehow,

    GM7    Am7     G  Em    C   C/B         D     G
It's life's illusions I recall; I really don't know life at all.


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