Reality Shows

Am G Dm you can call me through the rain Am G Dm F but if love is one sided it slowly turns into pain Am G Dm you can call me through the snow Am G Dm F it sounds too sweet, my dear, it sounds for me like a show Em F hey, the wind still blows Em F G hey, too much reality shows C F Dm G but when we’re safe in glory, there’s no time for cries and sorries C F Am G i will be there, no lying, though my singing bird is dying Em F hey, the wind still blows Em F hey, too much reality shows Am G Dm they say red rose is a faith Am G Dm F i say – life’s too short to wait Am G Dm what else can i say, i don’t know, Am G F G but i know, but i know, but i know – our river of love stops to flow C F Dm G and when we’re safe in glory, there’s no time for cries and sorries C F Am G i will be there, no lying, though my singing bird is dying Em F hey, the wind still blows Em F hey, too much reality shows