Michael Bublé - Thats all

I can o^Dnly give you ^Alove that lasts f^Dorever, ^A And a p^F#mromise to be n^B7ear each time you ^Em7call. ^A And the ^Bm7only heart I ^E7own For ^Em7you and you a^Fmlone That's al^F#ml, ^B7 That's al^El. ^A

I can on^Dly give you cou^Antry walks in s^Dpringtime ^A And a h^F#mand to hold when le^B7aves begin to ^Em7fall; ^A And a ^Bm7love whose burning ^E7light Will w^Em7arm the winter's ^Fmnight That's al^F#ml, ^B7 That's al^El. ^A

There are t^Amhose I am s^Dure who have ^Gmaj7told you, They would g^Amive you the wo^Drld for a ^Gmaj7toy. All I ^Bm7have are these ^E7arms to enfold ^Ayou, And a ^Bm7love time can ^E7never de^Em7stroy. ^A

If you're wond^Dering what I'm as^Aking in return,^D dear, ^A You'll be ^F#mglad to know that^B7 my demands are ^Em7small. ^A Say it's^Bm7 me that you'll a^E7dore, For ^Em7now and ever^Fmmore That's al^F#ml, ^{B7 Em7} T^Ahat's a^Dll.