Em B7
The smiles as she walked in the room
Dm Am
have all turned into frowns am I too quick to assume
Em B7
that the love is no longer in bloom
Dm Am
The tantrums and the tears play a very different tunes to what they
Em B7
did before, their heads red raw
Dm Am
And the ending doesn't sound like the happiest around When you
Em B7 Dm
sobbed before it felt much more like the product of the squabble
B7
Now there's reason for it to be something more
Am
And there would be
G
Oh its uncertain whether the curtain has shut for good She
Am
said "see if it's still raining but I'm not dressed for it, and
if you loved me..."
B7
And I interrupt to receive the scowl and stare
Am
... awake is a mystery
G
Would a kiss be too much to ask
Am
When you fit me as sunday's frozen pitch fits the thermos flask
It's a pity
B7
It just hit me we can't go back
