Standard (EADGBE)

Verse

 so how the birds awake before me

 they beat me every morning rise

 and now im lucky if I get a wink in

 because there's something on my mind

Chorus

 I miss your face

 I miss the places that I once knew

 but I dont like this space

 this abscense lays with insomnia

 I'm caught in bohemian love

bohemian love