Standard (EADGBE)
Well my thoughts are where they shouldn't be,
and I can't help but thinking
( )
that maybe I need to be my own friend
The job I have before me
it ain't gonna be easy
and I can't believe I'm doin' it again...
I feel all... used... up...
idlin' pretty rough...
like an old beat up truck...
( )
until I open my eyes...
( )
and I feel that sunrise...
and think that maybe
I'm not all alone
Oh whoa, cause this smile feels like home.
You might think I'm romantic
but really it's pragmatic
cause I gave up long ago
Looking for that right bit
that key that really fit
now I think it might be here after all
I feel all... used... up...
idlin' pretty rough...
like an old beat up truck...
until I look in your eyes...
and I feel that surprise...
and think that maybe
I'm not all alone
Oh Whoa, cause your smile feels like home.
Now I'm feeling sorta weary
and my words are gettin' dreary
but I've got an ace in the hole
After swimming in your light
I know that I've got some fight
left in these crackin' old bones
I feel all... used... up...
idlin' pretty rough...
like an old beat up truck...
until I look in your eyes...
and I feel that surprise...
and think that maybe
I'm not all alone
Oh Whoa, cause your smile feels like home.