E B A E A B
I've had time to write a book about the way you act and look but I haven't got a paragraph.
A E G D A E B F#m
Words are always getting in my way. Anyway I love you. That's all I have to tell you.
Am E A Am
That's all I've got to say.
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And now I'd like to make a speech about the love that touches each
E A B A E
but stumbling I would make you laugh. I feel as though my tongue were made of clay.
G F#m C#m B E B A E
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.
B E B A E B A C#m A
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.
A E A Am E
That's all I've got to say. Now I know the way. That's all I've got to say.
F#m B E
Now I know the way. That's all I've got to say.