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(Cappo on 8th Fret)
DmYou've been gone much longer than you DmEver said you had the plan to DmI'm just gonna wait 'til you come home
DmThough I count the days, they're grey without you DmThe weather's much better when I think about you DmI'm just gonna wait 'til you come home
DmEmpty glasses, burnt out matches DmCurtains drawn on near-full blackness DmI'm sleeping through the day you're coming home DmTo reclaim this hardship home
DmNever leave me DmMake me burn You're comingDm back You're comingDm back DmI'll wait patiently DmFor your return You're comingDm back You're comingDm back
I'm clutching at Dmstraws I'm climbing up theDm walls But every time I Dmfall Back into my Dmhole I'm feeling like a Dmwretch I'm looking for a Dmcatch But you're an itch I can't Dmstratch I know you're coming Dmback
DmYou've been gone so long you're fading DmAnd it takes all the time I can find just retaining DmThoughts of what we did while you were here But I Dmknow you will return, my dear