| G | G7 | C | |
| sorry for the | things I | told you, but |
| G | G7 | C | |
| words only | go so | far. And if I |
| G | Am7 | |
| had my way I would | reach into heaven and I'd |
| Em | F | C | |
| pull you | down a | star for a present. And I'd |
| G | C | |
| make you a chain out of | diamonds or |
| Am7 | F | C | |
| pearls from a | summer sea. | But |
| G | Am7 | |
| all I can give you is a | kiss in the mornin' and a |
| Em | F | |
| sweet a | pology. //half measure |
| C | |
| G | C | |
| G | C | |
| Well, I |
| G | C | |
| know that it hasn't been eas | y. And I |
| G | C | |
| haven't always been around | to |
| G | Am7 | |
| say the right words, or to | hold you in the mornin', or to |
| Em | F | C | |
| help you | when you're down. | I know I |
| G | C | |
| never showed you much of a good | time, but baby |
| Am7 | F | C | |
| things are | gonna change. | I'm gonna |
| G | Am7 | |
| make up for all of the | hurt I brought, I'm gonna |
| Em | F | |
| love away | all your pain. //half measure |
| (Chorus:) |
| C | |
| And To- |
| G | Em | |
| morrow's gonna | be a brighter day; |
| Am7 | D7 | |
| there's gonna | be some changes. To- |
| G | Em | |
| morrow's gonna | be a brighter day; |
| Am7 | D7 | |
| this | time you can believe me. |
| G | C | |
| No more cryin' in your | lonely room, |
| Am7 | F | C | |
| no more | empty | nights, 'Cause to- |
| G | Am7 | D7 | |
| morrow mornin' | everything'll | turn out |
| G | C | |
| right. |
| G | C | |
| Well there's |
| G | C | |
| something that I gotta tell | you; yes I |
| G | C | |
| got something on my | mind. But |
| G | Am7 | |
| words come hard when you're | lyin' in my arms, and when I'm |
| Em | F | C | |
| lookin' deep in | to your | eyes. But there's |
| G | C | |
| truth and consola | tion in |
| Am7 | F | C | |
| what I'm | tryin' to | say, is that |
| G | Am7 | |
| nobody ever had a | rainbow, baby un- |
| Em | F | |
| til he | had the rain. //half measure |
| (repeat Chorus) |
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