Guster - What you call love

I caught a piece of the sun^Ashine, put a little hope in me But after the ^F#mflood raged, there's nothing really left to see But I was not ^Bmdone, or beat, the violence was a source of strength Not everyt^Dhing is always just as it ^Aseems

What you call ^Dlove, is just urgen^Acy What you call ^Dlove, is a place you turn in an emerge^Ancy Would you give ^F#mup, ^Dwhen it's not what you ^Ewant it to be? But that's not ^Bmlove, what you call^E love ^A

I caught a piece of the ^Asunshine, burned a little hole in me But after the ^F#mflood raged, there's nothing really left to see But I was not ^Bmdone, or beat, the violence was a source of strength Not everyt^Dhing is always just as it ^Aseems

What you call ^Dlove, is just urgen^Acy What you call ^Dlove, is a place you turn in an emergen^Acy Would you give ^F#mup, ^Dwhen it's not what you ^Ewant it to be? But that's not ^Bmlove, what you ca^Ell love^{A E D A E D A}

What you call ^Dlove, is just urgen^Acy What you call ^Dlove, is a place you turn in an emergen^Acy Would you give^F#m up, ^Dwhen it's not what you ^Ewant it to be? But that's not ^Bmlove, what you call ^Dlove But that's not ^F#mlove, what you call ^Alove But that's not ^Dlove, what you call ^Elove- Oo, o-o-o-o-o^Ave