Love Alone

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Intro: 

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Verso 1:

E              A9 
No one would love me 
         E                       A9 
If they knew all the things I hide 

Verso 2:

My words fall to the floor  
As tears drip through the telephone line  

Pré-Refrão:

B9                        A9 
And the hands I've seen raised to the sky  
B9                  A9 
Not waving but drowning all this time  
B9                  A9 
I'll try to build the ark that they need  
E                                 A9 
To float to you upon the crystal sea  


               E       A9 
Give me your hand to hold  
             E            A9 
'Cause I can't stand to love alone  
            E            A9            E 
And love alone is not enough to hold us up  
               A           B9         A 
We've got to touch your robe  
                              
So swing your robe down low  
Swing your robe down low  

Verso 2:

The prince of despair's been beaten  
But the loser still fights  
Death's on a long leash  
Stealing my friends to the night  

Pré-Refrão: 

And everyone cries for the innocent  
You say to love the guilty, too  
And I'm surrounded by suffering and sickness  
So I'm working tearing back the roof  


And the pain of the world is a burden and it's my cross to bear  
And I stumble under all the weight  
I know you're Simon standing there  
And I know you're standing there