Tono: C
Introducción: C
Am
Let me take this pain from you
C
Let me always be the one to
G
Hear you, see you, pull you through
C
How could I have been so thoughtless
Am
How could I have failed to see
C
Every day's a work in progress
G
Every page a mystery
C F
This is nothing but the daily grumble roaring
C G
Nothing but the sweep we need so much
C F
Now we have a snowy Sunday morning
C G C
And we've already cleared the underbrush, the underbrush
No regrets, no road not taken
Am
Nothing I would rather do
C
Some days we can lose our faith in
G
Everything we thought we knew
C
You're the light on all my pages
Am
Oh, my love, my even keel
C
And any words I use to say this
G
Pale before the way I feel
C F
This is nothing but the daily grumble roaring
C G
Nothing but the sweep we need so much
C F
Now we got a snowy Sunday morning
C G C
And we've already cleared the underbrush, the underbrush
Am D G E
Maybe there's a rhythm here, a sort of ebb and flow
Am D G7 G
Every orbit varies over time, I guess
Am D G E
Disappearing down the trail, the dogs kick up the snow
Am D G7 G
Given our good fortune, we can do no less
C F
This is nothing but the daily grumble roaring
C G
Nothing but the sweep we need so much
C F
Now we have a snowy Sunday morning
C G
And we've already cleared the underbrush
C F
This is nothing but the daily grumble roaring
C G
Nothing but the sweep we need so much
C F
Now we have a snowy Sunday morning
C G C
And we've already cleared the underbrush, the underbrush