Standard (EADGBE)

I have tasted other lips I thought were true,

 I have looked into the eyes I thought were you.

 Now touching just to touch,

 And feeling just to eel,

 I know that this love is real.

Someone should tell our dreams when love is gone,

While still in slumber, memories linger on

Sometimes I lie awake in bed till dawn,

 Thinking of you, now you're gone

Tender is the heart that sleeps in rest,

 Tender is the hope of tenderness

 Love thy neighbor as thyself

 And thou shall not steal

 I know that this love is real.

 Love thy neighbor as thyself

 And thou shall not steal

 I know that this love is real.