Abbey Glover – Wouldnt It Be Lovely (Ukulele)

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[Verse 1] (Pluck C Sting)
      Dm                      F
I’m a lover that’s never been loved in return

        Am      G
I’m not cold, I burn

        Dm            F
When I’m with someone I sleep tight

    Am                      G
But when I’m alone I’m scared of the night
(Strum)
  Dm                 F
I mend hearts like I break them

     Am                   G
Miss out on opportunities rather than take them

Dm                    F
  Rather fail at life living the dream

    Am                      G
And cry about it later on a bench
Eating ice cream, eating ice cream [Chorus]
           Dm
Oh It gets hard sometimes

          F
It always does

         Am
I put my worries in a box

          G
And I get new ones

  Dm
I sing, I scream, I cry & I dance

       F
I’m an emotional mess and then I start to laugh

    Am                                 G
But these are the things that make us, us
[Verse 2]
         Dm           F
When I’m with someone I hate time

   Am                  G
It always seems to fly by

        Dm
And I’m stressed out

        F
Cos the clock won’t stop ticking

      Am
And I haven’t yet told them

G
Everything I’m thinking
Everything I’m thinking [Chorus]
            Dm
And It gets hard sometimes

          F
It always does

         Am
I put my worries in a box

          G
And I get new ones

  Dm
I sing, I scream, I cry & I dance

       F
I’m an emotional mess and then I start to laugh

    Am                                 G
But these are the things that make us, us
[Bridge]
       Dm
I wanna stop time

                        F           C    G
And keep you forever by my side, my side

      Dm
And I know it’s not possible
I’m not that silly but
F
Wouldn’t it, wouldn’t it, wouldn’t it be

Am
Lovely

G
Lovely
[Chorus]
            Dm
And It gets hard sometimes

          F
It always does

         Am
I put my worries in a box

          G
And I get new ones

  Dm
I sing, I scream, I cry & I dance

       F
I’m an emotional mess and then I start to laugh

    Am                                 G
But these are the things that make us, us

           Dm
Oh It gets hard sometimes

          F
It always does

         Am
I put my worries in a box

          G
And I get new ones

  Dm
I sing, I scream, I cry & I dance

       F
I’m an emotional mess and then I start to laugh

    Am                                 G
But these are the things that make us, us

                C*
That make us us