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One Day a Man From 1970 Gave Me a Call
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He Had Dirty Blonde Hair
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And Compared To Me He’s Pretty Tall
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He Had Lime Green Eyes
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And Bigger Hands I Wish That I Could Hold
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And We’d Spend 8 In The Evening
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Talking On The Telephone
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He’s So Full Of Himself And
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Likes Making Sadistic Jokes.
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But There’s Something That I’m So In love
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With In The Way He Spoke
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And The Way He Draws,
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The Way He Sings Along To His Guitar
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If Only The Distance Between Us Wasn’t So That Goddamn Far.
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When I’m Talking To Him That’s The Happiest I’ll Ever Be
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And He Makes Me Feel So Special, I Love It Whenever He
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Compliments Me, Tries To Hide The Fact That He’s Obsessed With Me
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Went Through Trouble, Sending Me Flowers From 1970
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As I'm falling for him more and more,
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The more it'll hurt the day he leaves
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And when I hear his voice it's like it's straight out of a dream
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I would do things for him that completely messes my routine
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so even just for a minute it'd feel like he's right next to me
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I would take time out of busy days so I could hear his laugh
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listen to his favorite songs while staring at his photograph
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I needed him, I wanted him, right person but wrong time
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and on September 9, the telephone cord cut the line
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but you said it yourself, flowers from 1970
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couldn't last that long and you were my flower
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and for one last time I said "goodbye old man"
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you said "you take care of those flowers, wrong number."
Chorus:
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When I’m Talking To Him That’s The Happiest I’ll Ever Be
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And He Makes Me Feel So Special, I Love It Whenever He
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Compliments Me, Tries To Hide The Fact That He’s Obsessed With Me
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Went Through Trouble, Sending Me Flowers From 1970
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When I’m Talking To Him That’s The Happiest I’ll Ever Be
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and he made me feel so special but it broke me when he
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asked for closure, proof that in 1970, a man
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who didn't even exist yet had loved me.
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you said you just can't have your heart in 2020 with me
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when your heart belongs there in 1970
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maybe in another life we'd do the things we couldn't do
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so I'd hold you in my arms and tell you how much I love you.
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One Day a Man From 1970 Gave Me A Call.
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Now My Only Memories Of Him Are Handprints On The Wall.
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And That Faded Green Paint 3 Familiar Words Were Written Under
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Once Upon a Time, Same Room, Same House, 50 Years Apart.
We Have Loved Each Other