Tom: A
Introdução:
A F#m D
verse 1
A
There's empty champagne glasses
F#m
And our clothes, they're all scattered across the room
D
Your high-heeled shoes are right where you kicked them off
A
Your head's laying on my chest, and your brown eyes are stealing my breath
F#m D
Just me and you, and the sun coming through the window
D
Is all we have on, yeah
A
Yeah, I can't help but love, this view, I can't get enough
F#m
Of looking at you with that sleepy little smile on your face
D
Girl, you got a way
A
With a touch, you can get to me
A
This morning is like a dream
F#m D
Maybe the only think better than all night long with you is
D
That we woke up like this
verse 2
A
With nothing for us to do, but lay here way past noon
F#m D
Girl, if you want to, you know I wanna start every day like this
A
Yeah, I can't help but love, this view, I can't get enough
F#m D
Of looking at you with that sleepy little smile on your face
D
Girl, you got a way
A
With a touch, you can get to me
A
This morning is like a dream
F#m D
Maybe the only think better than all night long with you is
D
That we woke up like this
A
Yeah, I can't help but love, this view, I can't get enough
F#m D
Of looking at you with that sleepy little smile on your face
D
Girl, you got a way
A
With a touch, you can get to me
A
This morning is like a dream
F#m D
Maybe the only think better than all night long with you is
D A
That we woke up like this
F#m D A
We woke up like this