Standard (EADGBE)

Cm2 M

x 3 x 1 1 1 0 0 0 x x x

1 3 1 0 0 0 0 0 0 1 1 1

0 0 2 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0

2 2 3 2 0 2 2 2 2 2 0 2

3 3 0 3 2 0 3 0 0 3 2 0

3 x x x x x x x x x x x

Intro

 If I could, I would fix our wrists together

 In such a fashion that God, Himself, couldn't tear us apart

 But impossibility knows nothing of compromise

 And hope can only take us so far

 Tracing your outline in my sheets

 Painting your face on my pillow

 Faking going to sleep so i can

 Fake waking up to you

But my hands are tied by miles

 If I could I would, rest our cheeks together

 So I could hear every word that escapes your mouth

 And kisses could act as punctuation and i would pray and wait

 For periods and exclamation points

 Tracing your outline in my sheets

 Painting your face on my pillow

 Faking going to sleep so i can

 Fake waking up to you

Cm2 M

my hands are tied........

 Tracing your outline in my sheets

 Painting your face on my

 Faking going to sleep so i can

 Fake waking up to you