Tom: C
C
I'm not gonna to patronise ya
Am
But trying to write down why I like ya
G
It doesn't make it any better
F
To just steal kind words off Phil Spector
C
And I know all these tired cliches
Am
But I don't know which cliche to say
G
Because cliches don't have any impact
F
So I guess I will be matter-of-fact
G
Cos...It's so good to know ya
F G
I just don't know how to show ya
C Am
I love you, you know that
G
Don't you?
C Am G
I love you
I'm so sorry that I'm losing
When other boys would leave you swooning
When I finally get my words together
I choke and they are gone forever
But words are words and they mean nothing
Surely I love you counts for something!
So let's be hasty, and let's be reckless
Just being with you leaves me breathless
Cos...It's so good to know ya
I just don't know how to show ya
I love you, you know that
Don't you?
I love you
I love you, you know that
Don't you?
I love you
It's so good to know ya
I just don't know how to show ya
I love you, you know that
Don't you?
I love you
I love you, you know that
Don't you?
I love you
I love you, you know that
Don't you?
I love you...