Tom: A A F#m * A Em* A F#m Em Em7 We used to say that, come the day, we'd all be making songs G D G D A Or finding better words. These ideas never lasted long. F#m * A Em * A F#m Em Em7 The way is up along the road. The air is growing thin. G D G D A Too many friends who tried were blown off this mountain with the wind. A Em Meet on the ledge; we're gonna meet on the ledge. G D When the time is up I'm gonna see all my friends. A Em Meet on the ledge; we're gonna meet on the ledge. G D If you really mean it, it all comes round again. A F#m * A Em * A F#m Em Em7 Now I see I'm all alone. But that's the only way to be. G D G D A You'll have your chance again; then you can do the work for me. Meet on...etc.