William Elliott Whitmore - When push comes to love

^BmWell Go, G^Ao where you ^Gmay ^BmDo do ^Awhat you w^Gill ^BmI'll see you ^Aagain on a sun^Gnier day ^{D Bm}I know I'll ^Alove you st^Gill ^DAnd I ^Gcan't s^Deem to ^Gunders^Dtand ^DBut you got my ^Gheart in your ^Dhands ^DWell you got my^A heart in your^D hands

^BmThe dawns ^Aearly light ^{G Bm}is now fad^Aed to gre^Gy ^Bmthe ashes from the f^Aire we had^G last night ^{D Bm}all bl^Aown a^Gway ^DAnd I ca^Gn't see^Dm to under^Gstand ^{D D}But you got my ^Gheart in your ^Dhands ^DWell you got my ^Aheart in your^D hands

Well^Bm youre rainsto^Arm a fire and a trainwreck ^G all ^Bmwrapped up in ribbons^A and lace ^G youre a^Bm fistful of roadsi^Ade flowers ^Gand rain ^D Just a ^Bmsoul in a dim^Ae store vase ^{G D}And I ^Gcan't s^Deem to ^Gunder^Dstand ^DBut you got my ^Gheart in your ^Dhands ^DWell you got my^A heart in your ^Dhands ^DWell you got my ^Gheart in your ^Dhands ^DWell you got my ^Aheart in your ^Dhands