E C#m G#m B Send out the morning birds to sing of the damage E C#m G#m B Now that the calm's returned, I know I can't manage E C#m A E You're standing in my doorway, though he's asleep in my bed E C#m G#m The steady murmur, always in my head A E B C#m E You're the finest thing that I've done A E B C#m E The hurricane I'll never outrun A E B C#m E I could wait around for the dust to still A E B E But I don't believe that it ever will E C#m G#m B And since the roof fell in, I'll lean on what matters E C#m G#m B Caught in the slightest wind, everything else unravels E C#m A E You're standing in my doorway seven cities ago E C#m G#m The days are racing, but you come back too slow A E B C#m E You're the finest thing that I've done A E B C#m E The hurricane I'll never outrun A E B C#m E I could wait around for the dust to still A E B E But I don't believe that it ever will A E C#m (x2) A A E B C#m E You're the finest thing that I've done A E B C#m E The hurricane I'll never outrun A E B C#m E I could wait around for the dust to still A E B E But I don't believe that it ever will A E B E But I don't believe that it ever will