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I've had time to write a book about the way you act and look but I haven't got a paragraph.
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Words are always getting in my way. Anyway I love you. That's all I have to tell you.
Em B E Em
That's all I've got to say.
B F# G#m
And now I'd like to make a speech about the love that touches each
B E F# E B
but stumbling I would make you laugh. I feel as though my tongue were made of clay.
D C#m G#m F# B F# E B
Anyway I love you. That's all I have to tell you.
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I'm not a man of poetry. Music isn't one with me. It runs from me. It runs from me.
F# B F# E B F# E G#m E
And I've tried to write a symphony but I lost the melody. Alas I only finished half.
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And finish I know it seems I never may. Anyway I love you. That's all I have to tell you.
E B E Em B
That's all I've got to say. Now I know the way. That's all I've got to say.
C#m F# B
Now I know the way. That's all I've got to say.