Better Together

There's no combination of words I could (Dm)put on the back of a (C)postcard,

(Bb)no songs that I could sing.

But (Gm)I could try for (C)your heart and (F)our dreams,

and they are (Dm)made out of real (C)things,

like a (Bb)shoebox of photographs with (Gm)sepiatone (C)loving.

(F)Love is the answer at least for (Dm)most of the questions is (C)my heart,

like, (Bb)"Why are we here?"

and "Where do we (Gm)go?"

and "How come it's (C)so hard?"

And (F)it's not always easy and sometimes (Dm)life can be (C)deceiving.

(Bb)I'll tell you one thing:

It's always (Dm)better when we're (C)together.

(Bb)Mm, it's always (C)better when we're together.

(Bb)Yeah, we look at the (C)stars when we're together.

(Bb)Well, it's always (C)better when we're together.

(Bb)Yeah, it's always (C)better when we're together.

(F)And all of these moments just might find a way into my (Dm)dreams tonight,

but I (Bb)know that they'll be gone when the (Gm)morning light sings or brings new things.

(F)For (Dm)tomorrow night you (C)see that (Bb)they'll be gone,

too; too many (Gm)things I have to (C)do.

But if all of these (F)dreams might find their way into my (Dm)daytoday scene,

I'd be (Bb)under the impression I was (Gm)somewhere in between with only (F)two,

just me and you, not so many (Dm)things we got to (C)do or (Bb)places we got to be.

We'll sit (Gm)beneath the mango (C)tree now.

(Gm)I believe in (C)memories;

they look so,

(Gm)so pretty when I sleep.

Hey, now and,

and when I wake (C)up, you look so (Gm)pretty sleeping next to (C)me.

But there is

(Bb)not enough time.

(C)And there is no,

(Bb)no song I could sing.

And there is no combination of words I could say,

but I will still tell you one thing:

We're better together.