A F
I painted your room at midnight,
A F
So I'd know yesterday was over.
A F
I put all your books on the top shelf,
C A# C A#
Even the one with the four leaf clover.
C A#
Man I'm getting older.
A F
I took all your pictures off the wall,
A F
And I wrapped them in a newspaper blanket.
A F C
And I haven't slept in what seems like a century.
A# G# A#
And now I can barely breathe.
A C F
Just like the crow chasing the butterfly,
A C F
Dandilions lost in the summer sky.
A C F
'Cause when you and I were gettin' high as outer space,
A C F
I never thought you would slip away.
A C F
I guess I was just a little too late.
(same all the way through except for solo) D# A# F