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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