Bm D G A little says a lot when writing from across the world Under the cover of the air Bm D G Open your letterbox each day to catch a glimpse of me Someone who's trying just to breathe E G Don't ask, my love, "Where is it that your peace comes from?" C G I found it in a disappearing world C G I found it in a disappearing world Bm D G I'm running out of time to make a sentimental plea Pass off this trivial affair Bm D G That made me motion sick to be displaced in history And separated by a stare E G Don't ask, my love, "Where is it that your peace comes from?" C G I found it in a disappearing world C G I found it in the beauty of a world F# G F# G E Whose intentions were not as clear as they could be F# G F# G E Whose reflection was not made to look like me D G D G D Em D Em Bm D G I'm running out of time to make a sentimental plea E G Don't ask, my love, "Where is it that your peace comes from?" C G I found it in a disappearing world C G I found it in the beauty of a world C Bm I found it in a disappearing world C G