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