Bb C Bb C Bb C F Bb C Bb You touch these tired eyes of mine C Bb And map my face out line by line C F 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 And they're hanging on the walls of my heart Pre-chorus: 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 I'm yours Chorus: 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 But I'm yours Dm F Dm F Dm F A Bb C Bb You healed these scars over time C Embraced my soul Bb You loved my mind C F You're the only angel in my life Bb C Bb The day news came my best friend died C Bb My knees went weak and you saw me cry
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