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