Died In Your Arms — Piano Lead Sheet

I keep look ing for some thing I can’t get. Bro ken hearts face, lie all a round list. me, and I don’t see an eas y way to get out (F#sus)of this. Her (Bm)dia ry, it sits by the bed side ta ble. The (Gmaj7)cur tains are closed, y, the cat’s in the cra ’Cause dle. Who would ’ve thought that a boy like me could (F#sus)come to this. Oh, (Bm)I, I just died in your arms to night. It (F#m)must ’ve been some thing you said; I just died in your arms to night. Oh, ’cause (Bm)I, I just died in your arms to night. It (F#m)must ’ve been some kind of kiss; I (Em)should ’ve walked a way, I should ’ve walked a way. Is there an y just cause for feel ing like this? get. On the sur face, a name on a list. me, I try to be dis creet but then I blow it (F#sus)a gain. I’ve (Bm)lost ry, and found, it’s my fi nal mis take, she’s (Gmaj7)lov ing by prox y, no give and all take. ’Cause I’ve been thrilled to fan ta sy one too man y (F#sus)times. to this. Oh, (Bm)I, I just died in your arms to night. It (F#m)must ’ve been some thing you said; I just died in your arms to night. Oh, ’cause (Bm)I, I just died in your arms to night. It (F#m)must ’ve been some kind of kiss; I (Em)should ’ve walked a way, I should ’ve walked a way. Is there I should ’ve walked a way. It was a long, hot night. She made it eas y, she made it feel right. But now it’s o ver, the mo ment is gone. I (F#)fol lowed my (Bm)hands, not my (F#)head; I know I was wrong. Oh, I should ’ve walked a way.