Separate lives    (video)    (midi)

 

             F                             G                    C

    You called me from the room in your hotel,

    Am                                                                 G

    all full of romance for someone that you've met,

           Dm                   F                       C

    and telling me how sorry you were leaving so soon,

                           F

    and that you miss me sometimes,

                          Dm                        - G     Dm

    when you're alone in your room.      Do I feel lonely, too ?

 

+  C - G

 

                          C      - F                           Em    - Fm

1. You have no right       to ask me how I feel,

                          C     - Dm                               G      - F

    you have no right          to speak to me so kind.

        G         C           F                  Em   - Fm

    I can't go on, just holding on to ties.

                             Dm               - G               C

    now that we’re living (living)       separate lives.

 

+  C - F  - C - F   - A  - G

 

                       C    - F                 Em   - Fm

2. Well, I held on,        to let you go,

                      C                       Dm                             G      - F

    and if you lost your love for me you never let it show.

                 G         C   - F                  Em    - Fm

    There was no way       to compromise,

                          Dm               - G                C

    so now we're living (living)       separate lives.

 

      F               Em               Dm      Em     F

+  Ooh, it's so typical, love leads to isolation.

                 Dm                                   C

    So you build that wall, build that wall,

                    F                                      G

    yes, you build that wall, build that wall,

                                 Am        - Bb

    and you make it stronger.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

       G                        C      - F                           Em    - Fm

3. Well, you have no right       to ask me how I feel,

                          C     - Dm                               G      - F

    you have no right          to speak to me so kind.

               G       F                        Am                  C

    Someday I might find myself looking in your eyes,

                Dm                   G                     C

    but for now we'll go on living separate lives.

     - - - - -   Dm         Am     Fm      G         C        - F

    Yes, for now we'll go on living sep’rate lives.

 

     C   - F - C - F   G          C

+  Ha...                sep’rate lives.

 

(orig. = capo 4th)    (Phil Collins & Marilyn Martin)