Cm 
The city lights are beckoning

D# 
Their sirens softly call

Cm 
All the fantasists and fetishist

D#                     G# 
Are preparing for  their ball

                    D#                     Fm 
We’ve been stuck here on the  doorstep
                     D# 
With nothing to forsake

Fm 
But we might as well  
Cm 
be anyone’s to take

G#  Cm 


                              D# 
So I give myself to  strangers
                                Cm 
Like I gave myself to you

                                 D# 
The tenderness I felt  has been replaced

By something new

Fm 
And in the ending I can vaguely hear
              D#    Fm 
An outline  of  your call

                               Cm 
But it might as well  be any words at all

G# 
Cm 
Every memory is sailing
D#                                Cm 
To the kingdom of your  soul

As you patiently await
D#                         Fm 
I lose my sense of  self-control

For you were the lighthouse to my broken boat
         D# Fm 
But I  left  you behind
                               Cm 
Now I might as well  be anyone’s to find
Now I might as well be anyone’s to find