Thứ Ba, 3 tháng 4, 2012

Everything



     D                        E
You're a falling star, You're the get away car.
           G           A           D
You're the line in the sand when I go too far.
           D                    E
You're the swimming pool, on an August day.
               G       A        D
And You're the perfect thing to say.


     D                    E
And you play it coy, but it's kinda cute.
             G               A            D
Ah, When you smile at me you know exactly what you do.
     D                             E
Baby don't pretend, that you don't know it's true.
      G              A              D
Cause you can see it when I look at you.


[Chorus:]
            G  A  D                       G   A D
And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times
                    G   A       D
It's you, it's you, You make me sing.
             E                  G            A    D
You're every line, you're every word, you're everything.


     D                          E
You're a carousel, you're a wishing well,
        G            A        D
And you light me up, when you ring my bell.
     D                    E
You're a mystery, you're from outer space,
             G            A    D
You're every minute of my everyday.


      D                      E
And I can't believe, uh that I'm your man,
      G               A           D
And I get to kiss you baby just because I can.
     D                       E
Whatever comes our way, ah we'll see it through,
        G                    A        D
And you know that's what our love can do.


[Chorus:]
            G  A  D                       G   A D
And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times
                    G   A       D
It's you, it's you, You make me sing.
             E                  G            A    D
You're every line, you're every word, you're everything.

    D       E       G   A   D
So, La, La, La, La, La, La, La
    D       E       G   A   D
So, La, La, La, La, La, La, La

Alan Chang, Amy Foster-Gillies, Michael Bublé

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