Verse:
Amaj7 Abm7
I'll be honest, I wasn't devastated
Dbm7 Gbm7
But you could've held my hands through this, baby
Amaj7 Abm
Let my mind run underneath warm jets
Amaj7
I run my hands through what's left
But we're getting older, baby
Abm7
Don't have much longer baby
Why am I preaching?
Gbm7
To this choir, to this atheist
Amaj7 Abm7
Just like mine, versions of these belong to you
Outro:
Amaj7
After a while
Abm
They're keeping me close to you
Amaj7
Just like me, they long to be
Abm
Close to you
Abm
And that is why
Amaj7 Abm7
I never can say goodbye, no, no, no, I
Amaj7 Abm7
I never can say goodbye
