C                              G
The rain it started tappin, on the window near my bed
            Dm                         G
There was a loophole in my dreamin, so I got out of it
       Am                                F
And to my surprise my eyes were wide and already open
      Dm                                    G
To my nightstand and my dresser where those nightmares had just been
     C                                 G
So I dressed myself and left them, out into the grey streets
    Dm                              G
But everything seemed different, completely new to me
    Am                                  F
The sky, the trees, houses, buildings, even my own body
         Dm                      G
And each person I encountered, I couldn’t wait to meet
      C                         G
And I came upon a doctor, who appeared in quite poor health
               Dm                                     G
I said there’s nothing that I can do for you that you can’t do for yourself
            Am                               F
He said “Oh yes you can just hold my hand, I think that that would help”
     Dm                          G
So I sat with him a while, and I asked him how he felt

He said "I think I'm cured. In fact I'm sure. Thank you stranger,

         G
for your therapeutic smile."


Interlude: C   G   Dm   G   Am   F   G


         C                               G
So that’s how I learned the lesson, that everyone’s alone
    Dm                                   G
And eyes must do some raining, if you’re ever gonna grow
            Am                                                  F
And when cryin don’t help, you can’t compose yourself it’s best to compose a poem
   Dm                            G
An honest verse of longing, or a simple song of hope
               C                               G
That’s why I’m singin’ baby don’t worry, cause now I got you back
          Dm                                   G
And every time you feel like crying, I’m gonna try and make you laugh
    Am                                               F
And if I can’t, if it just hurts too bad, then we’ll wait for it to pass
    Dm                                 G
And I will keep you company, for those days so long and black
               C                            G
And we’ll keep working on the problem, that no one ever solved
          Dm                               G
Of love’s uneven remainders, our lives are fractions of a whole
                 Am                                  F
But if the world could remain within a frame, like a painting on a wall
       Dm                                  G
Then I think we’d see the beauty and, we’d stand staring in awe

At our still lives posed, like a bowl of oranges


Like a story told, of fault lines, and soul, ohh, ohh

Outro: G  C