^GIf you could read my mind, love ^Fmaj7What a tale my ^Cthoughts could tell ^GJust like an old time movie ^Fmaj7About a ghost from a ^Cwishing well ^GIn a castle ^G7dark or a ^Cfortress strong With ^Dchains upon my ^Emifeet, you ^Cknow that ghost is ^Gme And ^CI won't ever ^Emi7be set free as ^Clong as I'm a ^Gghost that you can't ^Gsee ^GIf I could read your mind, love ^Fmaj7What a tale your ^Cthoughts could tell ^GJust like a paper back novel ^Fmaj7The kind the ^Cdrugstore sells ^GWhen you reach the ^G7part where the ^Cheartaches come The ^Dhero won't be ^Emibeat but ^Cheroes often ^Gfail and ^CYou won't read that ^Emi7book again be^Ccause the ending's ^Djust too hard to ^Gtake ^GI'd walk a^G7way like a ^Cmovie star who gets ^Dburned in a three way ^Emiscript ^CEnter number ^Gtwo, a ^Cmovie queen to ^Emi7play the scene Of ^Cbringing all the ^Dgood things out in ^Emime But for ^Cnow, love, let's be ^Greal I ^Cnever thought I could ^Emi7feel this way And I've ^Cgot to say that I ^Djust don't get it ^CI don't know where ^Emi7we went wrong But the ^Cfeeling's gone and I ^Djust bring get it ^Gback ^GIf you could read my mind, love ^Fmaj7What a tale my ^Cthoughts could tell ^GJust like and old time movie ^Fmaj7About a ghost from a ^Cwishing well ^GIn a castle ^G7dark or a ^Cfortress strong with ^Dchains upon my ^Emifeet But ^Cstories always ^Gend, if ^Cyou could read be^Emi7tween the lines You'd ^Cknow that I'm just ^Dtryin' to under^Emistand the ^Cfeelings that you ^Glack I ^Cnever thought I could ^Emi7feel this way And I've ^Cgot to say that I ^Djust don't get it ^CI don't know where ^Emi7we went wrong but the ^Cfeelings gone And I ^Djust can't get it ^Gback