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