A _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ If you could read my mind,
Em love, what a tale my thoughts could tell.
A _ Just like an old time
Em movie about a ghost from a wishing well.
A _ .
_ In a castle dark or
D a fortress strong,
A with
E chains upon my
F#m feet, you
D know that ghost is
A me.
And _
D I will never
A be set free
Bm as long as I'm
E a ghost you can't
A see.
_ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ If I could read your mind, love,
Em _ what a tale your thoughts could tell.
A _ _ Just like a paperback novel,
Em _ the kind the drugstore sells.
A _ When you reach the part where the
G heartaches
D come,
A the
E hero would be
F#m me.
_ _ .
D But heroes often
A fail, _ _
D and you won't read
A that book again
Bm because the _
E ending's just too hard to
A take.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
Em _ _ _
G _ _ _ _
A _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
G _ _ _ _ _ _ _
A _ .
_ I'd walk away _ like a
D movie star who
E gets burned in a three-way
F#m stretch.
_ _
D Enter number
A two, _ _ _
D movie queen to
A play the scene
Bm of bringing
E all the good things out in
F#m me.
_ But
D for now, love, let's be
A real.
_ _ .
D I never thought I
A could act this way, and
E I've got to say that I just don't get it.
D I don't know
A where we went wrong,
E but the feeling's gone, and I just can't get
A it back.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ If you could read my mind,
Em love, what a tale my thoughts could tell.
A _ _ Just like an old-time
Em movie about a ghost from a wishing
A well.
_ In a castle dark or
D a fortress strong,
E with chains upon
F#m my feet, _
D the _ story's
A always end.
_ _
D If you read
C#m between
A the lines,
E you'll know that I'm just trying to _
F#m understand _ _ .
D the feelings that
A you have.
_ .
D I never thought
A I could feel this
C# way,
Bm and I've got to say
E that I just don't get
D it.
I don't know
A where we went wrong,
B but the feeling's gone,
E and I just can't get
A it back.
_ _ _ _ _ _ .
C# _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
A _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .