Capo 6
(verse)
In the morning when I [C]wake
And the sun is coming [G]through,
Oh, you fill my lungs with [Am7]sweetness,
And you fill my head with [G]you.
Shall I write it in a [C]letter?
Shall I try to get it [G]down?
Oh, you fill my head with [Am7]pieces
Of a song I can't get [G]out.
(Chorus)
(Dừng) Can I be close to [Am7]you?
Ooh-oo-oo-ooh[C], ooh-oo-oo-h[G]
Can I be close to [Am7]you?
Ooh-oo-oo-ooh[C], ooh-oo-oo-h[G]
(verse)
Can I take it to a [C]morning
Where the fields are painted [G]gold
And the trees are filled with [Am7]memories
Of the feelings never [G]told?
When the evening pulls the sun [C]down,
And the day is almost [G]through,
Oh, the whole world it is [Am7]sleeping,
But my world is [G]you.
(Chorus)
(Dừng) Can I be close to [Am7]you?
Ooh-oo-oo-ooh[C], ooh-oo-oo-h[G]
Can I be close to [Am7]you?
Ooh-oo-oo-ooh[C], ooh-oo-oo-h[G]
(Whistling)
[C] [G] [Am7] [G] [C] [G] [Am7] [G]
(Chorus)
(Dừng) Can I be close to [Am7]you?
Ooh-oo-oo-ooh[C], ooh-oo-oo-h[G]
Can I be close to [Am7]you?
Ooh-oo-oo-ooh[C], ooh-oo-oo-h[G]
Can I be close to [Am7]you?
Ooh-oo-oo-ooh[C], ooh-oo-oo-h[G]
