Tom: D
D A G
Sitting on a bench here, thinking 'bout the temperature
D A G
Wondering if the anchors call for rain
D A G
Why would I return here, just to crash and burn here
D A G
All this place has offered me is pain
D A G x2
D A G
Nothing to report here, just a rusty port here
D A G
Still an empty dock that needs a nail
D A G
Thinking as I sit here, it's hard to just forget here
D A G
How can you feel wind and not see sails
G
It's colder than it looks outside
Bm A G
And I got nothing but time
Em G D
I thought love would make it easy
Em G D
I didn't see failure in the cards
Em G Bm A G
Each time the river bends, we're farther from the start
I didn't know love would make it hard
D A G x2
D A
What does an old guitar say?
G
What does a deck of cards say?
D A G
How does an empty barstool pass the time?
D A
The way this feeling feeds me
G
I almost think it needs me
D A G
You can't fill old bottles with new wine
Em G D
I thought love would make it easy
Em G D
I didn't see failure in the cards
Em G Bm A G
Each time the river bends, we're farther from the start
I didn't know love would make it hard
D A G for solo
D A G
Sitting on a bench here, thinking 'bout the temperature
D A G
Wondering if the anchors call for rain
