Cab

New York snow this time of year,

there's nothing more (F)beautiful to me

(Ab6)except (Eb)for you.

(Cm)Making my (F)way uptown and down,

seeing familiar places and faces (Abmaj7)in my (Ab6)pile of (Eb)coffee grounds.

The (Bbsus)days are better, the (Absus2)nights are still so lonely.

(Eb)(Bbsus)Sometimes I think I'm the (Absus2)only cab on the road.

(Cm)(Gm)Sometimes I think I'm the (Ab)only cab on the road.

(Cm)Watching my (F)breath rise in the sun,

pulling myself into midone,

helplessly feel for my phone and drive away.

(Cm)This new (F)rhythm I (Cm)pursue is just my (F)getting over you,

(Ab6)and (Abmaj7)telling myself that I need to.

(Ab)The

(Absus2)I'm still looking for a play.

(Eb)No one said that it was fair

(Ab)to be alone.

The (Bb)days are better, the (Ab)nights are still so lonely.

(Bb)Sometimes I think I'm the (Ab)only cab on the road

(Cm)The (Gm)days are better, the (Fm)nights are still so lonely.

Sometimes I think I'm the (Ab)only cab on (Eb)the road.

(Cm)(Gm)Sometimes I think I'm the (Ab)only cab on the road.