E                
My back to the seat 
         G#m 
As the lights become weak 
  A 
I pull down the blinds 
     B 
That shutter my mind 
      E 
For a week 

E 
The faces I see 
       G#m 
The friends I don' t keep 
        A 
And the old folks that 
      B              E 
Start dying' in their sleep 

E 
And I wish I could speak 
          G#m 
To say something unique 
   A            B 
To give you the comfort 
         E 
That you seek 

Am      E 
Ooh, my love 
       Am                         B 
In the ways that you need me I' m coming back 
Am         E 
But ooh, my love 
          Am                           B 
It' s the ways that you need me that make me want to run 

Etc. 

       E 
Is the bitter sweet? 
                    A 
Is it pain that you need?