G D D B A B A B

I walked a-cross an em-pty land

C C C C C C C C B A C B

I knew the path-way like the back of my han-d.

G D D B A B B B

I felt the earth be-neath my feet

C C C C C C C C B A C B

Sat by the riv-er, and it made me com-ple-te

B G G E B B B D

Oh, sim-ple thing, where have you gone?

D B C C C C C C C C B A B C B

I’m get-ting old, and I need some-thing to re-ly on

B G G E B B B D D B

So tell me when you’re gon-na let me in

C C C C C C C C B A B C B

I’m get-ting tir-ed, and I need some-where to be-gin.