Tracy Grammer - The waking hour

I wake to the ^Cradio ^Gmorning ^Dnews Just ^Cas the day is ^Gdawning And I watch from the ^Cwindow while a ^Gpassing ^Dcloud ^CDulls the hopeful ^Gmorning And I ^Dwonder will the ^Cgirl I ^Glove Come back ^Cwith the ^Gmorn^Ding But the ^Gomen ^Ccrow at the ^Gwaking ^Dhour Has ^Cgiven me fair ^Gwarning

And the ^Dheart that's ^Cbreaking Never makes a ^Gsound ^{Gsus4 G}

^GShe was ^Conce my ^Gheart's de^Dlight My ^Cneed and my de^Gsire She was my ^Cday, she ^Gwas my ^Dnight My ^Cwater and my ^Gfire And ^DI was once the ^Csame to ^Gher When we still ^Cwalked to^Gge^Dther But the ^Gheavy ^Cheart at the ^Gwaking ^Dhour Is ex^Cpecting heavy ^Gweather

And the ^Dheart that's ^Cbreaking Never makes a ^Gsound ^{Gsus4 G Gsus4 G Gsus4 G} And the ^Dheart that's ^Cbreaking Never makes a ^Gsound ^{Gsus4 G}

^GI know ^Clove, I've ^Gseen love's ^Dface I ^Cunderstand its ^Gsorrow For every ^Clove I've ^Gever ^Dhad Has ^Calways met to^Gmorrow Though ^DI am Wednesday's ^Cchild of ^Gwoe I try not to ^Cbe un^Ggrate^Dful Ah, but ^GI was ^Cborn at ^Gmidnight ^Dblack With a ^Cheart that can be ^Ghateful

And the ^Dheart that's ^Cbreaking Never makes a ^Gsound ^{Gsus4 G Gsus4 G Gsus4 G} And the ^Dheart that's ^Cbreaking Never makes a ^Gsound ^{Gsus4 G Gsus4 G Gsus4 G} And the ^Dheart that's ^Cbreaking ^{G Gsus4 G Gsus4 G Gsus4 G Gsus4 G}