Keaton Henson - Sarah minor

^CAnd I know that there's ^Amfriction ^Gbetween me and ^Fyou, ^FI know that you're ^Cuncomfortable, ^Ambelieve me, I d^Go. ^CI know that it's ^Amhard for you to ^Gtell me the ^Ftruth. ^AmBut while we are ^Cdoing so, ^FSarah, I ^Clove you.

And th^Cough your skin's ^Amsheet white And your ^Garms carry ^Fscars. ^FYour hair isn't ^Cclean much, your ^Amlungs black with t^Gar. And go^Cd, you love to ^Amargue, you ^Gcan't play gui^Ftar. But st^Amill, let me tell ^Cyou that I ^Flove who you ^Care But st^Amill, let me tell ^Cyou that I ^Flove who you ^Care

^AmLove, young ^Glove I ^Dmhope you are w^Gell ^AmAt least we now ^Cboth have a ^Fstory to ^Ctell ^AmYoung love, I ^Gfeel You know me ^Dmbetter than m^Gost ^AmIn spite of real ^Cdistance, we'll ^Falways be ^Cclose, ^AmIn spite of real ^Cdistance, we'll ^Falways be c^Close.

^CGolden Brown was our ^Amsoundtrack a ^Glong time ^Fago ^FWe spent all our ^Cdays in the ^Amlines outside s^Ghows And I ^Cstill remember this ^Amday, a ^Glong time ^Fago I w^Amalked through the ^Crain for you, ^Fyou said to ^Cgo home.