Тональность

A    E
……

[Chorus]
             A 
It’s not the end of the road

We’re almost home

If we figure things out
                          E  
We can get back to the stars

[Verse 1]
         A
It’s a tracksuit city

To me it’s kinda pretty

Another Monday morning
                                  E
I hope that you’re still warming to me
     A
In Glasgow, maybe London

I hope that there’s still something

A leaf in every season
                                    E
That we’re proud of every reason to be

[Pre-Chorus]
B                                A
..And don’t you ever feel like giving it up
B                         G#m      A    
..If you ever feel you’re losing your love

[Chorus]
              A
It’s not the end of the road

We’re almost home

If we figure things out
                         E
We can get back to the stars
        A
If you take my hand

And follow the plan

Every woman, every man
                        E
We’ll get back to the stars

[Verse 2]
   A
A little goes a long way

Have I run into a mistake?
                 E
Or Am I out of luck?
         A
Threw a pebble in a wishing well

It feels way bigger when I’m by myself
                E
Or Am I out of luck?

[Pre-Chorus]
B                           A
..Don’t you ever feel like giving it up
B                          G#m    A    
..If you ever feel you’re losing your love

[Chorus]
              A
It’s not the end of the road

We’re almost home

If we figure things out
                        E
We can get back to the stars

(Get back to the stars)
        E    
If you take my hand

And follow the plan

Every woman, every man
                        E
We can get back to the stars

(Get back to the stars)

[Instrumental]
F#    A    E    G#  A  
………………….

[Bridge]
F#/Bb
..I just wanna get back to you
F#m
..I just wanna get back to you
E                              G#  A
..I just wanna get back to you……

[Outro]
        A
It’s a tracksuit city

To me it’s kinda pretty

Another Monday morning
                                  E
I hope that you’re still warming to me
     A
In Glasgow, maybe London

I hope that there’s still something

A leaf in every season
                                     E
That we’re proud of every reason to be