C                    
The rain had started tapping  
            G 
On the window near my bed 
                    F  
There was a loop hole in my dreaming  
     G 
So I got out of it  
            Am                                              F 
And to my surprise my eyes were wide and already open 
              D7 
Just my nightstand and my dresser  
                     G 
Where those nightmares had just been  


C 
So I dressed myself and left then  
G 
Out into the grey streets  
F 
But everything seemed different  
G 
And completely new me  
Am                                                      F 
The sky, the trees, houses, buildings, even my own body 
D7 
And each person I encountered,  
G 
I couldn't wait to meet  


C 
And I came upon a doctor  
        G 
Who appeared in quite poor health  
           F 
I said, “there's nothing I can do for you,  
G 
You can't do for yourself"  
                Am 
He said, "oh yes you can, just hold my hand,  
F 
I think that that would help"  
         D7 
So I sat with him a while  
          G 
And I asked him how he felt  

                F               Am              F           Am     
He said, "I think I'm cured, no in fact I'm sure of it        
           F             Am               G 
Thank you stranger, for your therapeutic smile." 

C 
So that's how I learned the lesson  
G 
That everyone's alone  
                F 
And your eyes must do some raining  
              G 
If you're ever gonna grow  
                Am 
When crying don't help you can't compose yourself 
     F 
It's best to compose a poem  
D7                                    G 
An honest verse of longing, or a simple song of hope 

C 
That's why I'm singing, baby, don't worry  
           G 
Cause now I've got you back  
F 
And every time you feel like crying  
                 G 
I'm gonna try to make you laugh  
Am                                                      F 
And if I can't, if it just hurts too bad, then we'll wait for it to pass 
D7 
And I will keep you company  
G 
Through those days so long and black  

C 
We'll keep working on the problem  
      G 
We know we'll never solve  
      F    
Of love's uneven remainders  
                 G 
There lies fractions of a whole  
                Am 
But if the world could remain within a frame  
F 
Like a painting on a wall  
D7 
Then I think we'd see the beauty then  
G 
And stand staring in awe 

           F              Am               F            Am 
At our still lives posed, like a bowl of oranges 
           F       Am             G 
Like a story told, by the fault lines and the soul