Drop D

All the words you say to me have music in them

All the sorrows and the joys, like magnetism

And a selfish boy looks through a prism

And says what is but never asks what isn't

But a voice contains many precious things

It laughs and then it sings

(/D) (/D)

D||-8*--------7*---------|| *let ring

To our foolish selves

Maybe this is the love song that I refused to

Write her when I loved her like I used to

And I fear my heart may spin and fracture

Like tears of stone falling from a statue

But a voice contains all that's true and false

Then cries for someone else

(/D) (/D)

And for some honest tenderness

+ [A-5]

So I must confess

All the words you say to me have music in them

All the sorrows and the joys, like magnetism

And a selfish boy looks through a prism

And says what is but never asks what isn't