Tom: D
D
I was heading for the bus
G
And another one night stand
D
He came up all starry eyed
A
With my picture in his hand
D
He said "Mister I know by heart
G
Every song you do
D
When I grow up I want to sing
A
And be just like you"
Then he asked me how I wrote those songs
Where do the words come from
I fumbled for an answer
But I could not think of one
Then I shook his hand as the driver said
"Load up it's time to leave"
And then on the bus I scribbled down
These thoughts that came to me
G A D
I'm just a bottle that pours the wine
D G A
A fragile vessel for melody and rhyme
D G D
Put me on a pedastal I'll fall and shatter every time
A
'Cause I'm just the bottle that pours the wine
