Richard Thompson

^D I ^C know the ^G way that ^Em I feel a ^G bout you
I'm ^C/G never gonna run a ^G way
I'm ^C/G never gonna run a ^G way
I ^D never ^C knew the ^G way when ^Em I lived with ^G out you
I'm ^C/G never gonna run a ^G way
I'm ^C/G never gonna run a ^G way
^D I came to you when no ^C one could ^G hear me
I'm ^C sick and ^G weary of ^Em being a ^D lone ^{D/C D/B D/A
D} Empty streets and ^C hungry ^G faces
The ^C world's no ^G place when you're ^Em on your ^C own ^C/B
Am A heart needs a ^D home
^D
Some people say that I should forget you
I'm never gonna be a fool
I'm never gonna be a fool
A better life, they say, if I'd never met you
I'm never gonna be a fool
I'm never gonna be a fool
Tongues talk fire and eyes cry rivers
Indian givers, hearts of stone
Paper ships and painted faces
The world's no place when you're on your own
A heart needs a home