Postal Service - Be still my heart

I was ^Frunning late for ^Gwork So I ^Amdidn't change my ^Cshirt The evening's d^Amrinks left a lingering ^Ftaste in my ^Gmouth And when I ^Fleft you were fast ^Gasleep ^AmTangled in the ^Csheets, and on the ^Ambus I could've ^Fsworn it was all a ^Gdream That didn't happen to ^Fme ^{G C G}

And ^Fthen I felt the ^Gscrapes From the ^Amslippery subway ^Cgrate. Oh how you ^Amlaughed At my compl^Fete lack of ^Ggrace. But ^FI could not re^Gcall A ^Ammore perfect ^Cfall Cause when I looked ^Amup into your ^Feyes it didn't hurt at ^Gall.

And I ^Cthought, be still my ^Amheart This ^Fcould be a brand new start, with ^Gyou. And it will be ^Cclear if I ^Amwake up and you're still ^Fhere with ^Gme in the ^Fmorning^C. ^{G F C G F C G F C G}

And I ^Cthought, be still my ^Amheart This ^Fcould be a brand new start, with ^Gyou. And it will be ^Cclear if I ^Amwake up and you're still ^Fhere with ^Gme (in the morning)

^GBe still my ^Cheart This ^Fcould be a brand new start, with ^Gyou. And it will be ^Cclear if I ^Amwake up and you're still ^Fhere with ^Gme in the ^Cmorning.