C

C
You know when I’m coming home.
You know when I’m coming to bed.
F
You know that when I tell you that I love you
C
I mean every word I said.

C
You know I’m a bit too proud.
You know that I know how to pray.
F
You know I won’t give this up unless I have to give it up.
C
You know I won’t walk away.

       G
But, baby, you’re like a diesel truck,
F                                
Shifting gears and the pedal stuck,
         Am                                             F
Heading straight to the edge and showing no signs of slowing.
F                                  C
And I don’t have the luxury of knowing.

C
You know that I like to dance,
But only when I’m dancing with you.
     F
You know I must be bad at lying, 
                                     C
Because I’ve only ever told you the truth.

G
Just when I think you’re a hurricane,
      F
You freeze right over and all that rain
Am                                              F
Turns to ice and your whole world just starts snowing.
F                            C
I don’t have the luxury of knowing.

F
Damn, it must be easy
          Dm 
Being in love with someone so blind.
              F 
Because I’ll tell you right the only thing I really know
Is that you might change your mind;
     Dm
Any day you could change your mind.

C

C
You know when I’m coming home.
You know when I’m coming to bed.

G 
Baby, you’re like a diesel truck,
F
Shifting gears and the pedal stuck,
          Am                                            F
Heading straight to the edge and showing no signs of slowing.
F                                 C
And I don’t have the luxury of knowing.