Long Time Coming, by Joe Garland © 2016   (Capo2)

Am
She looked at me quizzically,
When I said it was time to leave.
E7
I touched her cheek silently.
She gently tugged my sleeve.
Dm
My going was a long time coming
I always wanted more.
Am
The AC was humming
E Am
Grabbed my hat, out the door.

Am
There’ll be another
I know there always will
E7
Then she’ll start to smother
I’ll start counting the days until
Dm
I get that look again
The imploring eyes
Am
I’ll smile lamely and then
E Am
We’ll exchange goodbyes.

F
I didn’t look back, I never do.
G
Don’t see the point, when things are through
Am
Maybe a better man would better understand
G F Am
I won’t apologize for who I am.

Am
I may be too old
To be a Lothario.
E
And many friends have told
Me something has to go
Dm
I’m content if not deep
Short-term works for me.
Am
I’ve no trouble when I sleep
E Am
My conscience is free.

F
Then I met her, didn’t know her name
G
Something happened, I wasn’t the same
Am
I fought it, I was happy enough
G F Am
But happiness, not the same things as love

Am
She looks at me quizzically.
When I tug her sleeve
E7
I look at her silently
Hoping she won’t leave
Dm
I can’t see her going
Walking out the door.
Am
But hoping is not knowing
E Am
Don’t deserve anything more.

F
I wouldn’t look back, I never did.
G
Didn’t see the point, or what I hid
Am
Wasn’t a good enough man who understood
G F Am
That loneliness didn’t mean life was good.