Tom: A
Int ( E7 A7)
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I know we often feel the rub of love
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that we don't always fit quite hand in glove
C#m F#
but we live inside of a mystery
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and my heart often fails to contain
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and I know that words are not enough
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when I think of all the endless love
C#m F#
that you give to me in my time of need
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