E         G#    A
I do still sometimes put my hand across
    E         G#    A
And imagine yours is placed on top
   E     G#         A
We drive along these empty streets
E        G#  A
Same old ones they've always been

           E         G#       A
I can still hear your heartbeat in the dark
           E      G#    A
We're still setting of the same old sparks
E       G#       A
Pull me close and we lay still
E       G#   A
Wrap my toes around your heel

          E   G#      A
And we're talking as I write this song
E   G#      A
Unfolding as we go along
      E      G# A
And I suppose we really do
  E         G#      A
I suppose it must be true
      E          G#   A
There will always be a place aside
       E G# A E G# A E G# A E G# A
For you

          E        G#    A
I do still sometimes stare into your gaze
    E        G#      A
The way we'd stay for days and days
E         G#      A
Excuse me but this seat is taken
E      G#              A
They've been a while but I'm still waiting

        E           G#            A
And if I light these matches just to watch them burn
    E G#       A
And I forget to keep myself warm
    E G#           A
And I forgot how to sing my song
     E        G#A
Then I suppose I really do
  E      G#        A
I suppose it must be true
          E          G#   A
But there will always be a place aside
       E G# A
For you
       E G# A
For you
       E G# A
For you