Intro:
Bb C - x3 -
F
Bb C Bb
You touch these tired eyes of mine
C Bb
And map my face out line by line
C F E7
And somehow growing old feels fine
Bb C Bb
I listen close for I'm not smart
C Bb
You wrap your thoughts in works of art
C F E7
And they're hanging on the walls of my heart
Bb C
I may not have the softest touch
Bb C
I may not say the words as such
Bb C
And though I may not look like much
F E7
I'm yours
Bb C
And though my edges may be rough
Bb C
And never feel I'm quite enough
Bb C
It may not seem like very much
F E7
But I'm yours
Interlude: Dm F Gm E7 A7
Bb C Bb
You heeled these scars over time
C
Embraced my soul
Bb
You loved my mind
C F E7
You're the only angel in my life
Bb C Bb
The day news came my best friend died
C Bb
My knees went week and you saw me cry
C F E7
Say I'm still the soldier in your eyes
Bb C
I may not have the softest touch
Bb C
I may not say the words as such
Bb C
And though I may not look like much
F E7
I'm yours
Bb C
And though my edges may be rough
Bb C
And never feel I'm quite enough
Bb C
It may not seem like very much
F E7
But I'm yours
Interlude - x2 -: Dm F Gm E7 A7
Bb C
I may not have the softest touch
Bb C
I may not say the words as such
Bb C
I know I don't fit in that much
F
I'm yours.
