C
I know that someday you'll be sleeping, Darling, likely dreaming off the pain.
F
I hope you'll hear me in the streetlight's humming, softly breathing out your name.
C                                                                              F
I know that even with the seams stitched tightly, darling scars will remain.
C
I say we scrape them from each other, darling, and let them wash off in the rain.
F
And when they run into the river, oh no, let the water not complain.
Am                                          G
I swear that even with the distance, slowly wearing at your name,
Am                                   G
Your hands still catch the light the right way and
                          Am
Our hearts still beat the same.
G                                C