Intro FM7 x2 F7 F6 F7 Verse FM7 F7 I dreamt about a tranquil Sunday drive, F6 F7 A sensory lullaby FM7 F7 We trade the comics, cartoons and magazines, F6 F7 for pistons and gasoline FM7 F7 F6 We see the road from the bedside, parked under the sunshine, F7 G7 we feel the warmth of the engine so we climb inside and take it to the motorway Chorus Dm Dm7 Dm6 G7 Watch the clouds turn into faces, it's fun to play Dm Dm7 Dm6 G7 Shift the gears for years and age a single day BbM7 FM7 Until we spill onto Russian Hill FFF7 Verse FM7 F7 Past cathedrals filled with God's favourite guests, F6 F7 dirty hands feel clean when dressed in their Sunday best FM7 F7 Treeline village, oh, so heavenly, F6 F7 G7 cross a bridge of gold to landscapes of juniper, only Eden is for millionaires Chorus Dm Dm7 Dm6 G7 Watch the clouds turn into faces, it's fun to play Dm Dm7 Dm6 G7 Shift the gears for years and age a single day BbM7 FM7 Until we spill onto Russian Hill Bridge FM7 F7 I'm pulling through the last stoplight we head home past the shoreline, F6 F7 G7 and through the rear view mirror it all melts away 'til we're helpless Chorus Dm Dm7 Dm6 G7 Watch the clouds turn into faces, it's fun to play Dm Dm7 Dm6 G7 Shift the gears for years and age a single day D Dm7 Dm6 G7 For like curtains close this sunset matinee BbM7 FM7 A dream fulfilled on Russian Hill