🎶 The Manuscript

[A#]Now and then she rereads the [Db]manuscript
[Bb]Of the entire torrid [Em]affair
[A#]They compared their licenses
He said, [Db]"I'm not a donor but
[Bb]I'd give you my heart if you [Em]needed it"
[A#]She rolled her eyes and said
"You're a [Db]professional"
He said, [Bb]"No, just a good [Em]samaritan"
[A#]He said that if the sex was
half as good as the [Db]conversation was
Soon [Bb]they'd be pushin' [Em]strollers
But soon it was [A#]over[Db] [Bb] [Em]
[A#] [Db] [Bb] [Em]
[A#]In the age of him, she wished she was [Db]thirty
And made[Bb] coffee every morning in a [Em]Frеnch press
[A#]Afterwards she only atе [Db]kids' cereal
And [Bb]couldn't sleep unless it was in [Em]her mother's bed
Then [A#]she dated boys who were[Db] her own age
With [Bb]dart boards on the backs of [Em]their doors
[A#]She thought about how he said
since she was so [Db]wise beyond her years
[Bb]Everything had been above board
[Em]She wasn't [A#]sure[Db] [Bb] [Em]
[A#] [Db] [Bb] [Em]
[Bb]And the years passed
Like [Db]scenes of a show
The [A#]professor said to [Db]write what you know
Lookin' [Bb]backwards
Might be the [Db]only way to move forward[Em]
[Bb]Then the actors
Were [Db]hitting their marks
And [A#]the slow dance
Was alight [Db]with the sparks
And the [Bb]tears fell
In [Db]synchronicity with the score
[A#]And at last
She [Db]knew what the agony had been [Em]for

[A#]The only thing that's left is the [Db]manuscript
One last [Bb]souvenir from my [Em]trip to your shores
[A#]Now and then I [Db]reread the manuscript
But the [Bb]story isn't mine [Em]anymore⠀