Dm  Dm  Dm  Dm

Dm                    Dm
  She sleeps her soul,  so soft and trim
Dm                 Dm
  Arranging papers,  around the bed
Dm                      Bb
  And if she's dreaming deep tonight
F                   Gm
  I lie with her by reading light
Dm                 Bb
  A glass of water by her side
F                    G
I'm gone in hopes of getting tired

Dm  Dm  Dm  Dm

Bb                 Dm  F                 Gm
  I call her shots,     'til you wake up
Bb                   Dm  F               G
  Count every second,     on every clock
Bb                  Dm  F                 Gm
  It’s getting late,     yeah that I know
Bb               Dm  F             G
  The hours come,     the hours go

Dm  Dm  Dm  Dm

Dm                    Dm
  Then twitching lips,   and twitching arms
Dm                       Dm
  And there you're lying,   your make up on them
   Dm                       Bb
Oh Girl, if you're dreaming deep tonight
F                      Gm
  I'll lie with you by reading light
Dm                 Bb
  A glass of water by your side
F                      G
  I'm gone in hopes of getting tired

Dm  Dm  Dm  Dm

Bb                 Dm  F                 Gm
  I call her shots,     'til you wake up
Bb                   Dm  F               G
  Count every second,     on every clock
Bb                  Dm  F                 Gm
  It’s getting late,     yeah that I know
Bb               Dm  F             G
  The hours come,     the hours go

Bb               Dm  F               Gm
  The hours come,     the hours come
Bb               Dm  F               G
  The hours come,     the hours come...