Just a short hymn from the Danish folk/pop/soloproject "Hymns from Nineveh".
Enjoy!
[D]When I am weary
then I [G]try to think of the w[A]ords that you told me
When [G]I said I was a boy
[Bm]on a lonely dark fare
in the midd[Am]le of nowhere
[C]nowhere to turn t[G]o
and nowhe[G]re to hide[D]
when I have nowhere hide
then I think of the words you that told me
when I said I was a boy
not a man
who knows what he can
and what he cannot do
'cause I don't even know who I am
when I don't know who I am
then I think of the words that you told me
when I stepped out of the boat
tried to walk on the waves
but I sank
Oh I sank
deeper into the grave of my thought
When I am deep in the grave of my thought
I try to think of the words that you told me
that day in my kitchen
it was flooded by my tears
but dried by your words:
why are you weary?
I love you more!
Enjoy!
[D]When I am weary
then I [G]try to think of the w[A]ords that you told me
When [G]I said I was a boy
[Bm]on a lonely dark fare
in the midd[Am]le of nowhere
[C]nowhere to turn t[G]o
and nowhe[G]re to hide[D]
when I have nowhere hide
then I think of the words you that told me
when I said I was a boy
not a man
who knows what he can
and what he cannot do
'cause I don't even know who I am
when I don't know who I am
then I think of the words that you told me
when I stepped out of the boat
tried to walk on the waves
but I sank
Oh I sank
deeper into the grave of my thought
When I am deep in the grave of my thought
I try to think of the words that you told me
that day in my kitchen
it was flooded by my tears
but dried by your words:
why are you weary?
I love you more!
