D#m
I watched the sun come up over A X 
             B
I watched the hills pour east through the plains of Texas 
     G#m                   B
I cleansed myself, and wiped my memory 
              D#m
I watched the coast pull close in a western bay 
           B
I saw the desert sky in the pouring rain 
           G#m                  B
So I washed myself, and wished you'd do the same 

[Instrumental]
F#  B  D#m  B

[Chorus]
        F#                                        B
Cuz I'm not gonna turn around and tell you "oh, now I miss you" 
               D#m                                     B
And you're never gonna get that postcard home from the Golden Gate 

[Verse]
              D#m
I watched the moon stand up to the Rio Grande 
          B
I watched myself rise up from beneath the sand 
    G#m                      B
And I knew, that I was here to stay 
           D#m                B
Maybe my head is clouding up my brain 
      G#m                         B
But I think it's for the best for you to be on your way 

[Chorus]
  F#                                            B
Cuz I'm not gonna turn around and tell you "oh, now I miss you" 
               D#m                                      B
And you're never gonna get that postcard home from the Golden Gate
        F#                                              B
Oh I’m never going to lie and say without you here it’s just not the same
     D#m                         B
‘Cause your love has been built on skin and bone, was meant to see

[Middle]
         C#       B
Meant to fade

F# B D#m B

[Chorus/Outro]
             F#                                        B
‘Cause you’re not gonna turn around and tell me “Oh now I miss you babe.”
            D#m                         B
And you’re never gonna get that postcard home from the Golden Gate
        F#                                        B
Oh I’m never going to lie and say without you here it’s just not the same
                D#m                         B
‘Cause your love has been built on skin and bone, was meant to see, meant to see
        F#                                        B
Oh I’m not gonna turn around and tell you “Oh now I miss you babe”.
         D#m                         B
And you’re never gonna get that postcard home from the Golden Gate
        F#                                        B
Oh I’m never going to lie and say without you here it’s just not the same
     D#m                         B
‘Cause your love has been built on skin and bone, was meant to see.