Frames - Santa Maria

G, Emi, G, Emi let me ^Goff of this boat I'm sick of this ride the world is heading ever southward and I ^Emcan't stay in here

and you're ^Glying awake away on your side the feeling comes in waves and burns us and ^EmI don't wanna die

from your ^Gslippery hands to the line of your throat the fever now consumes us both in a ^Emfire now we will go

Santa ^CMaria why did you have to go ^Em Santa ^CMaria ^stopone day we will know

G, Emi, G, Emi in a ^Gbowing of heads and a passing of hands and all we thought they would understand is ^Emlost and they won't know

and ^Gwhat have we left it's all that we got

what's ^Empast is done and gone Santa ^CMaria why did you have to burn^Em Santa ^CMaria one day you will ^Glearn

G, Emi, G, Emi