Am Dm The sunlight hits the lonely streets F Dm Em Love despairs for the one in my bed Am Dm It’s a quaint affair with an air of defeat F Dm F Because nothing’s easy nothing’s easy when it’s wrong E It’s harder not to never never ever have to love F Am Love in a sense loves himself E E7 Maybe undressed calls me his darling F Am With that stare and those hands, come back again E E7 ‘Cause the things that now deceive me I know I’ll never care to understand Am Dm A thought recurred for hours and hours F Dm Em Could I pretend that the man in my bed Am Dm Is the one I hold dear but then that’s unfair F Dm F ‘Cause my love is easy Love is easier to share E It’s harder not to never never ever have to love F Am Love in a sense loves himself E E7 Maybe undressed calls me his darling F Am With that stare and those hands, come back again E E7