When I Write The Book

[A]  [D]  [E]

N[A]ow I ca[D]n still remem[E]ber like it[A] was[D] only yesterday
[E]Love was young and [A]foolish[D] like a lit[E]tle child at [A]play [D]
But [E]oh how lovers [A]change --[D] I never dre[E]amed how [A]easily [D]
cause [E]now Im just a [A]shadow[E] of the [E]boy I used to [A]be
Y[D]eah  Yea[E]h

And [A]when I write the book [C#7]about my love
It will[F#m] be about a man whos [D]torn in half
About his [A]hopes and ambitions [C#7]wasted through the years
The [F#m]pain will be written on every [D]page in tears
When I [A]write, when I write the [D]book
when I write the [A]book about
When I write the [D]book about my [E]love

I was a fool to myself when I kept on runnin around
And I fared little better when I tried settlin down
Maybe some magic moment
Ive never known one, not for long
For all too soon the magic is in a moment gone

And when I write the book about my love
Itll be a heartbreaking story about love and luck
When I get down on the pages all I felt
It will make the hardest-hearted of critics hearts melt
When I write the book about my love

[E]  [F]  [F#m]  [G]  [G]  [E]

When I was young love was fun and I was so happy
I looked so good, and I dressed so snappy
Two-tone shoes on my feet, big old smile on my face
As I moved and grooved all over the place
Now Im down in the heels, my complexion is bad
cause my love life is sadder than sad

And when I write the book about my love
Itll be a pop publication, tougher than tough
When I get down on the pages all I missed
It will shoot to the top of the best-sellers list
When I write the book about my love