Sympathy

Dm G sympathy just doesnt mean Dm G that much to me Dm compassions not A Dm the fashion in my mind Dm and if youre looking for G a shoulder to cry on Dm G dont turn your head my way Dm cause id rather have A Dm my music any day Dm you and i are G Dm G masters of our destiny Dm A Dm we look for consolation all the time Dm G until we find out things are not Dm G what they were meant to be , oh no Dm A and if it doesnt suit our mood Dm well call it crime Gm Dm dedications not an obligation A or a figment of Dm someones imagination Gm its the only way they say Dm to live from day to day A to make each passing way Dm a small sensation dreams are the possession of the simple man reality the fantasy of youth but living is a problem that is common to us all with love the only common road to truth