Mary Chapin Carpenter - Oh rosetta

I’m ^Ctelling you these ^Fthings that I tell ^Gno one else When I’m ^Fall alone, when I’m ^Gby myself And ^CI believe you ^Fhear me though I ^Ghave no proof it’s what I ^Ffeel inside that’s telling ^Gme the ^Ctruth

If I ^Flisten and I cannot hear the ^Cmus^Gic If I ^Ftry to swim the ocean and ^Ccannot reach the ^Gshore If the ^Fworld is offered love but doesn’t ^Cuse ^Git Oh Ros^Fetta, what’s it ^Gfor?

^CMay I call you ^Fsister when we ^Gtalk this way? ^FYou make me feel as if there’s nothing ^GI can’t say ^CI know I’m not the ^Ffirst one you’ve brought ^Gcomfort to And I’m ^Fnot the last that will ^Glook to ^Cyou

If I ^Fwander and I cannot find the ^Crea^Gson If I ^Fkeep my heart wide open and ^Ccannot feel the ^Gsun And I’m ^Fnot sure anymore what I bel^Cieve ^Gin Oh Ros^Fetta, am I the only ^Gone?

^COne day I am ^Fwalking down a ^Glonely street New York ^FCity’s cold, there's ^Gno-one to meet And at the^C corner of ^F57th and 7th ^GAvenue I hear ^Fsomeone sing and I^G know it’s ^Cyou

If I’m ^Fstill and I cannot hear the ^Ccho^Girs If I ^Ftry to please the many instead of ^Cjust the very ^Gfew Can you ^Fhear me through invisible ^Cwi^Gres? Oh Ro^Fsetta, what should I ^Gdo?

If I ^Flisten and I cannot hear the ^Cmus^Gic If I ^Fswim against the current and ^Close sight of the ^Gshore If the ^Fworld is offered goodness but doesn’t ^Cuse ^Git Oh Ros^Fetta, what’s it ^Gfor?