• Song:

    Sun On Sunday

  • Artist:

    James Blunt

The most beautiful sad song I've ever heard.

"Sun On Sunday"
         D     F#m           D     F#m
A silent tear,      an empty smile,
          D            F#m       G
So insincerely, but so gently in denial.
           Em    B      Em        B
And me the thief,     so selfishly,
        Em                G                A
All the moments meant for you, I made them mine.
     
        D             F#m           Bm            G
How was I so blind to miss you crumbling inside?
        D             F#m             Bm            G
Is it too late now to fix you? Let me make it right!
Em                           A
'Cause there'll be no sun on Sunday,
Bm            A        G
No reason for words to rhyme
                 Bb         D
'Cause if you're bleeding, so am I.

          D     F#m           D     F#m
A wishful look,      a hesitate,
       D                    F#m             G
You're hoping I will notice that you're not OK.
           Em    B      Em        B
And me the fool;     you turn away
          Em                G                A
It's only then I feel the weight of my mistakes.

        D             F#m           Bm            G
How was I so blind to miss you crumbling inside?
        D             F#m             Bm            G
Is it too late now to fix you? Let me make it right!
Em                           A
'Cause there'll be no sun on Sunday,
Bm            A        G
No reason for words to rhyme
                 Bb         D
'Cause if you're bleeding, so am I.

             F                G             C                D
And if I cut you, if I bruise you, then the scars are always mine.
             F                G             C                D
Cause I love you so to lose you would be worse than if I died.

        Eb              Bb          Cm          G#
How was I so blind to miss you crumbling inside?
      Eb              Bb              Cm          G#
Is it too late now to fix you? Let me make it right.
                   G#        Bb
'Cause there'll be no sun on Sunday
   Eb         Bb       G#
No reason for words to rhyme
                 B         G#       Eb
'Cause if you're bleeding, then so am I.
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