G Gm Walking down Brick Lane, feeling blueF Fm C F C Winds blowing lightly and I picture you.G Gm Sweet Sunday morning, with nothing to do.F Fm C F C Love is like a dream , when it's just me and you.( G C G C Am G F )G Gm Open my window, sing me a song.F Fm C F C Baby can't you see that this is where I belongG Gm With your hand in my hand, still feel feel the loveF Fm C F C Really wish that we could go back to the way that it was.G C G C Am G FDm Am G F They say if it doesn't kill you it'll make you stronger.Dm Am G F Oh, but I can't be without you any longer.F G Am Everytime I let it go, baby it's you.G C F G Nothing compares to you.G C F G Nothing compares to you.G Gm Sweet sunday morning, all by myself.F Fm C F C Hard love what we've done, when with anyone else.G Gm Watch my mascara dripping down.F Fm C F C Baby how did we end up like this? Where are you now?Dm Am G F They say if it doesn't kill you it'll make you stronger.Dm Am G F Oh, but I can't be without you any longer.F G Am Everytime I let it go, baby it's you.G C F G Nothing compares to you.G C F G Nothing compares to you.
Nothing Compares
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