You Don't Get to Choose The Tune
V6
In the night I sing my song I strum quietly and hum along When it strikes I might feel wrong But I gotta get it down 'Cause it don’t last long You don’t get to choose the tune You gotta make the room You gotta do it soon So I write while it’s still here I don’t fight it, I hold it near Just one spark can make it clear And I follow where it goes even if I fear You don’t get to choose the tune You gotta make the room You gotta do it soon
