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[Verse]
                 A      D           A
You're home with me one hour of the day
                      D           A
You're in my arms one hour of the night
                       A7           D
In the morning, in the evening, one little kiss
         A                    F#m7 E7                A
Seems to me there ought to be more to love than this

[Verse]
            A             D          A
Your coffee cup tells the story much too much
                          D           A
Half a cup left, yet it's warmer than your touch
                               A7        D
You read the papers wave good- bye throw me a kiss
         A                    F#m E7                A
Seems to me there ought to be more to love than this

[Verse]
         D                                 A
Seems to me there ought to be the sound of little feet on the floor
    B7                                       E7
In- -stead of mine they hardly know where to goin' anymore
            A              A7             D
If love has meaning then I wonder oh just where it is
         A                    E7                A
Seems to me there ought to be more to love than this -----