Ingrid Michaelson – Glass (Ukulele)

C                Am
Rolled around on kitchen floors.

C                 Am                          F
Tied my tongue in pretty bows with yours.

F                    Gsus     F
And now we pass and just like glass

Am                     F                   F       C
I see through you, you see through me like I'm not there.

C                Am
You could make my head swerve.

C                     Am           F
Used to know my every curve.

F                    Gsus     F
And now we meet on a street,

Am                     F                   F       C
And I am blind. I cannot find the heart I gave to you.

Am        F       F         F      Am     F
Sometimes what we think we really want we don't.

    F          F       Am       F       F          
Sometimes what we think we want we really don't.

 F        Am      F        F    F  F
Sometimes what we think we love we don't.

Am                     F          Gsus    F
And I am blind, I cannot find the heart I gave 

    F          Gsus   F
And then we meet on the street

Am                Gsus                            C
And I am blind, I cannot find the heart I gave to you.