Kevin Browne: Songs

• MP3 short clip, hi-fi play (broadband)

She sits in the front row, though she never will know
When I hear her voice it sounds like angels singing, oh no
Then she turns her head and I hope to catch a glimpse of the face that radiates her being, oh no

She’ll never know that I’m thinking (dreaming) about her
I’m in the back row my voice is a whisper (murmur)
My anchor in tow, so far from her aura
I would say hello, but I don’t want to bore her

She sits in the front row, oblivious I know
To all that I’m doing, I wonder if she sees me at all
Then I hear the bell ring oh what could this day bring
She walks to the doorway gently floating past me into the hall

-cho-
And I could be the boy of her dreams
And she would be there waiting for me
And I could be the boy of her dreams
And she would be there waiting for me, in the front row



guitar chords (capo 2)
verse - C Am Fmaj7
cho - Am Fmaj7
break - C Em (add C) Am G (add C)