A# C A# You touch these tired eyes of mine C A# And map my face out line by line C F And somehow growing old feels fine Listen close for I'm not smart You wrap your thoughts in works of art And they're hanging on the walls of my heart Chorus: A# C I may not have the softest touch A# C I may not say the words as such A# C And though I may not look like much F I'm yours A# C And though my edges may be rough A# C And never feel I'm quite enough A# C It may not seem like very much F E7 But I'm yours You healed these scars over time Embraced my soul, you loved my mind You're the only angel in my life The day news came, my best friend died My knees went weak and you saw me cry Say I'm still the soldier in your eyes Chorus I may not have the softest touch I may not say the words as such I know I don't fit in that much but I'm yours | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA# C E7 F |