LEAD-IN: D A ( Bm C# ) F#m ( Bm C# )
D ( C# F#m )
My fingers guide my old guitar
Bm7 ( C# A )
to play before rooms filled with friends.
D ( C# F#m )
While others hear their chords, you are
Bm ( E A7 )
the one for whom my fingers bend.
D A
Would they could travel through the air,
E A
just like the melodies they make,
D F#m
and play among your locks of hair
D E
and tenderly communicate
D A
the things impossible to say
( Bm7 C# ) F#m ( D C# )
with you so many feet away.
My lips form phrases in the air
delivering love from me to you
but while you're listening over there,
there's just so much my lips might do.
If only they could fly through space
just like the syllables they send
and feel the features of your face
and speak in silence to their friend
the things impossible to say
( Bm7 C# ) F#m D A ( Bm7 C# ) F#m F#m
with you so many feet away.
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