F#mI don’tD know what to doBm withoutA you
F#mI don’tD know where toBm put myA hands
F#mI’ve beenD trying toBm lay my headA down
DBut I’mF#m writingG this at 3amA D
GI don’tA need theD worldF#m to seeG
That I’veG been theA best I canD be,F#m but
GI don’tA think I couldD standF#m to beG
WhereG you don’tA seeF#m me
F#m D F#m D G D
Bm D Bm D A D
F#mOn sunnyD days I goBm outA walking
F#mI endD up on aBm tree-linedA street
F#mI lookD up at the gapsBm ofA sunlight
DIF#m missG you more than anythingA D
GI don’tA need theF#m world to seeG
That I’veG been theA best I canD be,F#m but
GI don’tA think I couldF#m stand to beG
WhereG you don’tA seeF#m me
GAnd autumnA comes when you’reF#m not yet doneG
WithG theA summer passingD by,F#m but
GI don’tA think I couldF#m stand to beG
WhereG you don’tA seeF#m me
F#m D F#m D G D
Bm D Bm D A D
