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?