Chords for Isaac B. Cole — Love in a Bottle | Sessions on the Green

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_ [Eb] _ [Bbm] We didn't promise [Eb] forever, _ _
[Ab] _ _ we promised to remember.
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[Eb] _ _ So one [Bbm] night when the world felt golden, we poured it into [Ab] glass.
_ A little warmth, a little light.
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Love in a bottle.
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[Bbm] We sealed that night in a jar of gold.
[Ab] _ Two hearts [Fm] burning but not [Ab] untold.
[Db] We said one day baby, [Bbm] when the silence wins, [Ab] _ we'll open this and let it in.
[Bbm] A kiss, a laugh, a look we shared.
[Ab] That feeling only two fools did.
[Bbm] It's not the vows, it's not the ring.
[Fm] It's the bottle holding everything.
_ We [Gb] got love in a bottle tucked on a shelf.
[Db] For when we forget how we felt ourselves. _
[Gb] _ Just one drop and it brings us back.
[Bbm] To the midnight touch, the candles crack.
[Gb] When the storm rolls in [Ab] and we start to fall.
[Bbm] We open that bottle [Fm] and remember it all.
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[Bbm] _ Last week I almost walked out the door.
[Ab] My voice too sharp, yours tired and sore. _
[Bbm] We stood in the kitchen, backs turned cold. _
[Ab] Two hands shaking but neither consoled.
[Db] Then you reached for the shelf, no [Bbm] words said. _
[Ab] _ Pulled down the bottle with the ribbon red. _
[Bbm] _ Uncorked the passport just enough.
[Fm] And suddenly we remembered us. _ _
[Bbm] You [Eb] poured it slow in a porcelain cup.
[Ab] We sat in the quiet, let the fire warm us up. _
[Eb] No blame, no pride, just [Bbm] space to feel. _
[Ab] The kind of silence that helps you heal.
[Bbm] Your fingers [Ebm] brushed mine, not a grand display. _
[Ab] Just enough to melt the dark away. _
[Bbm] And in that sip we found our start.
[Fm] Like the cork had pulled open the heart.
_ We [Gb] got love in a bottle tucked on a shelf. _
[Db] For when we forget how we felt ourselves. _
[Gb] Just one drop and it brings us back.
[Bbm] To the midnight touch, the candles crack.
[Gb] When the storm rolls in and [Db] we start to fall.
[Ebm] We open that bottle and [F] remember it all. _
[Bbm] Now we don't chase perfect, [Db] we just stay near.
[Bb] And keep that bottle close when the fall grows near. _
[Bbm] It ain't magic, it ain't [Ebm] some spell. _
[Ab] It's just a way to remember well. _
[Ebm] We still argue, we still fall short.
But [Ab] that little glass holds our true rapport. _
[Db] A moment caught [Bbm] in a promise made.
That [Fm] no storm can wash love away. _ _ _
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