Chord Gitar dan Lirik Lagu Wasted Time Oleh Keith Urban

The rain is coming down tonight
I’m smiling looking at this photograph
I hear that song and I’m flying right back
To when we had it made
Every Friday night when the sun went down
We’d be running them streets like we owned the town
And I just can’t let it go, no, I just can’t let it go
I wonder if you ever think about it like I do
Seven kids on my two lane road
Had the guns on the radio
After all this time it still feels, feels so good
When I think about those summer nights
Singing out the window, on the back roads, Sweet Child of Mine
Sipping on the local’s spark of light
Ain’t it funny how the best days of my life
Was all that wasted time, all that wasted time[(D)]
Out of nowhere, it slipped away
And the rope by the river hangs silently
And the town that I knew ain’t nothing like it used to be I, I can’t explain
They took all the color from the picture frame
And the days got sold to the (?) and the game
But I just can’t let it go, no, I just can’t let it go
I wonder if you ever think about it like I do
Seven kids on my two lane road
Had the guns on the radio
After all this time it still feels, feels so good
When I think about those summer nights
Singing out the window, on the back roads, Sweet Child of Mine
Sipping on the local’s spark of light
Ain’t it funny how the best days of my life
Was all that wasted time, all that wasted time
Swingin’ on the line, living’ all that waisted time
Hey, hey, now (solo)
Summer dresses rained on the hood of the car
Only music that we had was out the left speaker
We were living every second ’til the time ran out
We had nothing but we had it all

(maybe not play guitar here for this chorus)

When I think

about those summer nights
Sneaking out the window, rolling back roads, your hand in mine
We were going’ nowhere, we were so alive
Ain’t it crazy how the best days of my life
Was all that wasted time, all that wasted time
We were swingin’ out on the line, living’ all that waisted time[(D)]
Hey, you know oh, all that wasted time
Don’t you feel it coming on back now, time, time, time