Guster - What you call love

I caught a piece of the sun^Gshine, put a little hope in me But after the ^Cflood raged, there's nothing really left to see But I was not ^Amdone, or beat, the violence was a source of strength Not everyt^Ching is always just as it ^Gseems

What you call ^Clove, is just urgen^Gcy What you call ^Clove, is a place you turn in an emergen^Gcy Would you give ^Cup, when it's not what you ^Gwant it to be? But that's not ^Amlove, what you call ^Clove ^G

I caught a piece of the sun^Gshine, burned a little hole in me But after the ^Cflood raged, there's nothing really left to see But I was not ^Amdone, or beat, the violence was a source of strength Not everyt^Ching is always just as it ^Gseems

What you call ^Clove, is just urgen^Gcy What you call ^Clove, is a place you turn in an emergen^Gcy Would you give ^Cup, when it's not what you ^Gwant it to be? But that's not ^Amlove, what you call ^Clove ^G

What you call ^Clove, is just urgen^Gcy What you call ^Clove, is a place you turn in an emergen^Gcy Would you give ^Cup, when it's not what you ^Gwant it to be? But that's not ^Amlove, what you call ^Clove But that's not ^Glove, what you call ^Clove But that's not ^Amlove, what you call ^Clove ^G