D                           A            E
Cheer up Honey I hope you can
                     D                   A
There is something wrong with me
                                 E       D
My mind is filled with silvery stuff
                          A              D
Honey kisses clouds of  fluff
                     E                   D
Shoulders shrugging off.

Cheer up honey I hope you can
There is something wrong with me
My mind is filled with radio cures
Electronic surgical words/    A   G/A   F#  G

D       C#/D            A                    G                F#        G
Picking apples for the kings and queens of things I've never seen.

F#    F/F#          Ebm     Bb     B     D        F#     E(back to verse)
Oh, distance has no way of making love understandable.

D
Cheer up, honey, I hope you can
There is something wrong with me
My mind is filled with silvery stars
Honey, kisses, clouds of fog

Picking apples for the kings and queens of things I've never seen

Oh, distance has no way of making love understandable
Oh, distance has no way of making love understandable
Oh, distance has no way of making love understandable
Oh, distance has no way of making love understandable  E            D
                            A
Cheer up, honey I hope you can...