Misc Your Songs - Michael goodwin - longing

It's the m^Giddle of the n^Em7ight and I w^Dsus4oke up way too soon ^GI am drawn t^Em7o you like the ^Dsus4oceans to the moon You're s^Go far aw^Em7ay and I f^Dsus4eel so alone G Em7 Dus4 I gain a little comfort from your voice on the phone

CHORUS: The w^Gind speaks to m^Dsus4e with a th^Cadd9ousand v^Goices M^Gemories made with y^Dsus4ou...h^Cadd9aunt me in the night Your w^Garmth is b^Dsus4orne on the w^Cadd9ings of ^Gangels It wr^Gaps ar^Dsus4ound me in the m^Cadd9orning light N^Gow, I th^Dsus4ink I can s^Cadd9ee the f^Guture ^GI'll spend ^Dsus4all my d^Cadd9ays with you So wh^Gile we're ap^Dsus4art, I w^Cadd9ant you to kn^Gow It's the l^Gove that we sh^Dsus4are that s^Cadd9ees me thr^Gough

^GI try not th^Em7ink of those s^Dsus4acred days with you ^GAll the things you sh^Em7owed me that I d^Dsus4idn't know I knew ^GInstead I im^Em7agine all the m^Dsus4emories we'll share The t^Gime that's c^Em7oming: Wh^Dsus4o, why and where

It's the l^Gove that we sh^Dsus4are that s^Cadd9ees me thr^Gough