[Estrofa]
C                          F        C 
Small town, bright lights, Saturday night, 
                        D              G 
Pinballs and pool halls flashing their lights. 
       C                              F     C 
Making change behind the counter in a penny arcade 
                             G            C 
Sat the fat girl daughter of Virginia and Ray
[Estrofa]
C             F               C 
Lydia hid her thoughts like a cat 
                           D           G 
Behind her small eyes sunk deep in her fat. 
         C                 F         C 
She read romance magazines up in her room 
                             G        C 
And felt just like Sunday on Saturday afternoon.
[Estribillo]
    F                   C 
But dreaming just comes natural 
         G                   C 
Like the first breath from a baby, 
     F                C 
Like sunshine feeding daisies, 
         G                        C 
Like the love hidden deep in your heart.
[Estrofa]
C                        F        C 
Bunk beds, shaved heads, Saturday night, 
                              D          G 
a warehouse of strangers with sixty watt lights. 
C                                 F          C 
Staring through the ceiling, just wanting to be 
                       G       C 
Lay one of too many, a young PFC.
[Estrofa]
C                                    F           C 
There were spaces between Donald and whatever he said. 
                            D           G 
Strangers had forced him to live in his head. 
     C                       F        C 
He envisioned the details of romantic scenes 
                                       G        C 
After midnight in the stillness of the barracks latrine.
[Estribillo]
    F                   C 
But dreaming just comes natural 
         G                   C 
Like the first breath from a baby, 
     F                C 
Like sunshine feeding daisies, 
         G                        C 
Like the love hidden deep in your heart.
[Estrofa]
C                    F          C 
Hot love, cold love, no love at all. 
                       D           G 
A portrait of guilt is hung on the wall. 
C                 F          C 
Nothing is wrong, nothing is right. 
                 G              C 
Donald and Lydia made love that night.
[Estrofa]
          C                                F           C 
They made love in the mountains, they made love in the streams, 
                                         D             G 
They made love in the valleys, they made love in their dreams. 
    C                                 F          C 
But when they were finished there was nothing to say, 
                                 G         C 
Cause mostly they made love from ten miles away.
[Estribillo]
    F                   C 
But dreaming just comes natural 
         G                   C 
Like the first breath from a baby, 
     F                C 
Like sunshine feeding daisies, 
         G                        C 
Like the love hidden deep in your heart.