Pretty easy Chris Ross tune with some great lyrics. The same riff is played
throughout the entire song, you'll need to listen to the song to get the timing right.
Capo 3rd fret!
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Here she comes slow to the pillow faded like a memory
All flesh and blood her fingers cross flood of honesty
I tell her don't go I tell her to stay
Tell her it burns to hot to live this way
She says it ain't love I say well thats fine
But when is it my time?
When is it my time?
When is it my time?
[ Tab from: http://www.guitaretab.com/c/chris-ross/333819.html ]
Yeah she got eyes like tomorrow always just ahead of me
She sees through the dust the lies between trust and jealousy
A moment of peace a genuine smile
Tell her I hope you're gunna stay for a while
She says it ain't love I say well thats fine
But when is it my time?
When is it my time?
Seems I'm always just hangin' 'round
When is it my time?
Seems I'm always just fallin' down
Waitin on the sound of a love from Heaven sweeter than any taste
When it's cold and it's blowin' a fuckin' fireplace
Yeah storybook woman right off the page
And a word of good fortune straight from the sage
And I'm waitin' on her seems like ages
God it's so long gettin' impatient
For my time
Seems the charm done left this prince
When is it my time?
God I ain't wanted nothin' since
Now I'm ticking in place talking in circles again
Crawling ever after towards a happy end
I can see her leavin' right in her smilin' eyes
I can see me bleedin' right in her smilin' eyes
When is it my time gotta hold on hopin' hope to hold you babe
My time all my breath is stolen in a broken hearted way
My time is a burning wick and won't you stick around?
My time gotta go so quick and won't you stick around?
Till it's my time
Till it's my time
Here she comes slow to the pillow faded like a memory
