Dm Dm Dm Dm Dm Dm She sleeps her soul, so soft and trim Dm Dm Arranging papers, around the bed Dm Bb And if she's dreaming deep tonight F Gm I lie with her by reading light Dm Bb A glass of water by her side F G I'm gone in hopes of getting tired Dm Dm Dm Dm Bb Dm F Gm I call her shots, 'til you wake up Bb Dm F G Count every second, on every clock Bb Dm F Gm It’s getting late, yeah that I know Bb Dm F G The hours come, the hours go Dm Dm Dm Dm Dm Dm Then twitching lips, and twitching arms Dm Dm And there you're lying, your make up on them Dm Bb Oh Girl, if you're dreaming deep tonight F Gm I'll lie with you by reading light Dm Bb A glass of water by your side F G I'm gone in hopes of getting tired Dm Dm Dm Dm Bb Dm F Gm I call her shots, 'til you wake up Bb Dm F G Count every second, on every clock Bb Dm F Gm It’s getting late, yeah that I know Bb Dm F G The hours come, the hours go Bb Dm F Gm The hours come, the hours come Bb Dm F G The hours come, the hours come...
