Capo 1
As I [F]lay here [Bb]on this [C]pil[F]low with a [F]life of [Bb]no re[C]gret
Can we [F]maybe [Bb]make a [C]mo[F]ment that my [F]heart [C]won't for[F]get
When we're[F] old, will[Bb] you re[C]memb[F]er? Layin' [F]on this [Bb]Sunday [C]bed
With your [F]white suede [Bb]crashin' [C]o[F]ver my [F]red wine [C]dusty [F]head
This little thing called [Bb]love Is [C]all that we need [F]now
This little thing called [Bb]love Will stop the [C]water if we [F]drown
No matter if we're [Bb]stolen by the sha[C]dows and there's [Am]darkness all a[Dm]round
This little [Bb]thing called [C]love's all we need [F]now
As you [F]lay here [Bb]on that [C]pil[F]low and we [F]breathe the [Bb]northern [C]air
There'll be [F]no time [Bb]left for [C]sle[F]epin' [F]Now you're [Bb]finally [C]here
And I [Bb]guess some will this [F]morning as I [Dm]hear the [C]night birds [F]sing
And right [Bb]now it's truly [F]daunting this is [G7]more than just a [C7]thing
This little thing called [Bb]love Is [C]all that we need [F]now
This little thing called [Bb]love Will stop the [C]water if we [F]drown
No matter if we're [Bb]stolen by the sha[C]dows and there's [Am]darkness all a[Dm]round
This little [Bb]thing called [C]love's all we need [F]now