Dadd2 xx0230
Em7 * x21033
Em7 * * x20033
Writing to reach you
Everyday I wake up and it's Sunday
And whatever's in my eye won't go away
Because my inside is outside
My right sides on the leftside
Cause i'm Writing To Reach You
But i might never reach you
Only want to teach you a-bout you but that's not you
It's good to know that you are home for Xmas