Standard (EADGBE)
He'll be waiting here forever, in quiet unresolve.
As this letter turns to yellow, and slow, the words dissolve.
You wanted all of this, you asked for nothing more.
So here, we sit. Like puzzle pieces in a picture.
That we, don't fit.
It's four a.m., awake, to the tune of lover's give and take.
It's a gift without a holiday.
Sending letters far away, to addresses that that have long been changed.
It's a gift without a holiday.
And I can't remember better, just like the story told.
Of summer time adventures, and never growing old.
And she can stand the heartache, he's a day late and with the wind it's gone.
So here, we sit. Like puzzle pieces in a picture.
That we, don't fit.
It's four a.m., awake, to the tune of lover's give and take.
It's a gift without a holiday.
Sending letters far away, to addresses that that have long been changed.
It's a gift without a holiday.
Pictures frame the hallway and mantle's are a finer place.
Like passion that's memory, her scar, a scar, two stars away.
Pictures frame the hallway and mantles are a finer place.
Like passion that's memory, her scar, a scar, two stars away.
(no chord)
It's four a.m., awake,
Sending letters far away, to addresses that that have long been changed.
It's a gift without a holiday.
It's four a.m., awake, to the tune of lover's give and take.
It's a gift without a holiday.
Sending letters far away, to addresses that that have long been changed.
It's a gift without a holiday.
listen to the song to get the strumming. its relatively easy.
enjoy :] !