First Snow On Brooklyn

Gm F A# Cm D# F Gm F i flew in on the evening plane Gm F C is it such a good idea that i Am here again? Dm F C and i could cut my cold breath with a knife Dm F C Dm and taste the winter of another life Gm F a yellow cab from jfk , the long way round Gm F i didn’t mind . . . gave me thinking time before i ran aground Dm F C on rocky memories and choking tears Dm F C Dm i believe it only rained round here these thirty years D# Dm A# Gm now , it’s the first snow on brooklyn and my cold feet are drumming Cm Gm A# F you don’t see me in the shadows from your cozy window frame D# Dm A# Gm and last night , who was in your parlour wrapping presents in the late hour Cm Gm F to place upon your pillow as the morning came? Gm F thin wind stings my face . . . pull collar up Gm F C i could murder coffee in a grande cup Dm F C no welcome deli; there’s no starbucks here Dm F C Dm a dime for a quick phone call could cost me dear D# Dm A# Gm and the first snow on brooklyn paints a christmas card upon the pavement Cm Gm A# F the cab leaves a disappearing trace and then it’s gone D# Dm A# Gm and the snow covers my footprints , deep regrets and heavy heartbeats Cm Gm F when you wake you’ll never see the spot that i was standing on [ instrumental using chords from Verse , Chorus , Intro ] Gm F - Gm F C - Dm F C - Dm F C Dm D# Dm A# Gm - Cm Gm A# F D# Dm A# Gm Cm Gm F Gm F A# Cm D# F Gm F i flew in on the evening plane Gm F C is it such a good idea that i Am here again? Dm F C and i could cut my cold breath with a knife Dm F C Dm and taste the winter of another life D# Dm A# Gm now , it’s the first snow on brooklyn and my cold feet are drumming Cm Gm A# F you don’t see me in the shadows from your cozy window frame D# Dm A# Gm and last night , who was in your parlour wrapping presents in the late hour Cm Gm F to place upon your pillow as the morning came? D# Dm A# Gm some things are best forgotten . . . some are better half - remembered Cm Gm A# F i just thought that i might be there on your , on your christmas night D# Dm A# Gm and the first snow on brooklyn makes a lonely road to travel Cm Gm F cold crunch steps that echo as the blizzard bites