Sting - I love her but she loves someone else

When a ^Amman of my age shaves his ^E7face in the morning ^A7Who is it that stares back and ^Dmgreets him? ^DmThe ghost of his father long ^Dm/Fdead all these years? ^G7Or the boy that he was, still ^Cmaj7wet in the ears? Or the ^E7terrible sum of ^Am/Eall of his fears In the ^E7eyes of this stranger who meets him?

So his ^Amglance rarely strays from his ^E7chin or his jawline To face ^A7up to the truth of his ^Dmsoul It's the ^Dmeyes he avoids so af^Dm/Fraid to acknowledge Something ^Bm7b5strange, unexpected, ^Eout of control

There are ^Ctimes when a man needs to ^Gbrave his reflection And ^E7face what he sees without ^Amfear It takes a ^Fmaj7man to accept his mor^Dmadd9tality Or be ^Bm7b5surprised by the presence of a ^E7tear

It was ^Amonly an ar^Asus4rangement, a practical arrange^Ament I for^Bm7b5got the first commandment of the ^Erealist's handbook Don't be ^Amfooled by illu^Asus4sions you created your^Aself And ^Bm7b5fall in love with someone, ^Ewhen she loves someone ^Amelse

Like a ^E7covering of snow on a ^Amwinter's night ^G7It glistens and it sparkles in the ^Cmaj7moonlight But it's ^Dmgone by the ^E7morning, how ^Amquickly ^Am/Bit mel^Am/Cts You still ^Amlove her ^Dmbut she ^E7loves someone ^AmElse ^{A Bm7b5}

And ^Emwhere does that leave you? You self-^B7sus4styled man of vision^B7 You feel ^Emstupid, you feel angry, are you ^E7losing your mind? To des^Amtroy the one she loves, does that be^E7sus4come your mission? ^E7 Like a ^Ampantomime villain with an ^A7axe to grind? To re^Dmgain your self-respect, hold your ^A7sus4head up like a man ^{A7 Dm}Use the ice around your heart before it melts ^Bbmaj7But you're not fooling anybody, ^Bm7b5you're only fooling your^Eself

Like a ^E7covering of snow on a ^Amwinter's night ^G7It glistens and it sparkles in the ^Cmaj7moonlight But it's ^Dmgone by the ^E7morning, how ^Amquickly ^Am/Bit mel^Am/Cts You still ^Amlove her ^Dmbut she ^E7loves someone ^AmElse ^{Asus4 A}