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The [C]rain it started tappin 
on the w[G]indow near my bed
There was a [F]loophole in my 
dreamin so [G]I got out of it
And to [Am]my surprise my eyes 
were wide and [F]already open
To my n[Dm]ightstand and my dresser 
where those n[G]ightmares had just been

So I [C]dressed myself and left then, 
out [G]into the gray streets.
But [F]everything seemed different 
and com[G]pletely new to me.
The [Am]sky, the trees, houses, 
buildings, ev[F]en my own body.
And each [Dm]person I encountered, 
I c[G]ouldn't wait to meet.

I [C]came upon a doctor who appe[G]ared 
in quite poor health.
I said there is [F]nothing I can do 
for you you [G]can't do for yourself.
He said oh [Am]yes you can, just hold my hand, 
I [F]think that would help.
So I [Dm]sat with him a while and then 
I [G]asked him how he felt.

He said, I [Csus4]think [C/B]I'm [Am]cured.
No, in [Csus4]fact, [C/B]I'm [Am]sure.
Thank [Csus4]you   [C/B]Stran[Am]ger, 
for your th[G]erapeutic smile.

So that is [C]how I learned the lesson 
that [G]everyone is alone.
And your [F]eyes must do some raining if 
you are [G]ever going to grow.
But when cry[Am]ing don't help and you can't 
compose yourself, It is [F]best to compose a poem.
An [Dm]honest verse of longing 
or [G]simple song of hope.

That is why I'm [C]singing Baby don't 
worry cause [G]now I got your back.
And every [F]time you feel like crying, 
I'm gonna [G]try and make you laugh.
And if I [Am]can't, if it just hurts too bad, 
then we will [F]wait for it to pass
and [Dm]I will keep you company through 
those [G]days so long and black.

And we'll keep [C]working on the problem 
we [G]know we'll never solve
Of Love's u[F]neven remainders, 
our lives are f[G]ractions of a whole.
But if the [Am]world could remain within 
a frame like a [F]painting on a wall.
Then I [Dm]think we would see the beauty 
then we would [G]stand staring in awe

At our [Csus4]still [C/B]lives [Am]posed
like a [Csus4]bowl  [C/B]of  [Am]oranges,
like a [Csus4]sto  -[C/B]ry  [Am]told by 
the [G]fault lines and the soil.