C Am Em
Don't talk, don't say a thing
F C
'Cause your eyes, they tell me more than your words
C Am Em
Don't go, don't leave me now
F C
'Cause they say the best way out is through
Am F C
And I am short on words
C G Am
Knowing what's occurred
Am F C G
She begins to leave because of me
C G F
Her bag is now much heavier
C G F
I wish that I could carry her
C G F
But this is our ungodly hour
I know you're leaving now
'Cause I held on to my way tightly
Stay still until you know
Tomorrow finds the best way out is through
And I am short on words
Knowing what's occurred
She begins to leave because of me
Her bag is now much heavier
I wish that I could carry her
But this is our ungodly hour
Ungodly hour, ungodly hour
And I am short on words
Knowing what's occurred
She begins to leave because of me
Her bag is now much heavier
I wish that I could carry her
But this is our ungodly hour
Ungodly hour, ungodly hour
Her bag is now much heavier
I wish that I could carry her
But this is our ungodly hour
