D A E
Cheer up Honey I hope you can
D A
There is something wrong with me
E D
My mind is filled with silvery stuff
A D
Honey kisses clouds of fluff
E D
Shoulders shrugging off.
Cheer up honey I hope you can
There is something wrong with me
My mind is filled with radio cures
Electronic surgical words/ A G/A F# G
D C#/D A G F# G
Picking apples for the kings and queens of things I've never seen.
F# F/F# Ebm Bb B D F# E(back to verse)
Oh, distance has no way of making love understandable.
D
Cheer up, honey, I hope you can
There is something wrong with me
My mind is filled with silvery stars
Honey, kisses, clouds of fog
Picking apples for the kings and queens of things I've never seen
Oh, distance has no way of making love understandable
Oh, distance has no way of making love understandable
Oh, distance has no way of making love understandable
Oh, distance has no way of making love understandable E D
A
Cheer up, honey I hope you can...
