Capo 1 D Dsus4 I left my heart in a plastic box D on the bedside table. Dsus4 D Dsus4 It will be locked 'til I get home. D I've grown feeble and tired of the world, Dsus4 Tired of constantly missing my girl. D Dsus4 And I long to smell the sea D Dsus4 And I long to smell the sea D G The sea, the sea The sea, The sea, The sea, yeah! D I miss the Pacific Ocean and the northwestern air, G and to run each of my fingers through the strands of her hair. D I've been all over this country lately, G but I've been nowhere it seems, nowhere. A Well, I've found the cure for my landlocked blues. G It's coming home to you. G D It's coming home to you. G You, oh D You, oh G You, oh D You, oh! A If a simple seed gets just what it needs, Dsus4 D then a redwood tree can grow A up to a hundred feet for the world to see, Dsus4 D and endure the sleet and the snow. A But if my whole life was wrapped and priced, Dsus4 D I wonder what the tag would show. A 'Cause every time I'm close to the holy ghost, Dsus4 D I always seem to let her go. A G D I let her go, I let her go. I let her go, I let her go. I let her go, I let her go. I let her go, I let her go. Go, go. A G D I let her go, I let her go. I let her go, I let her go. Go, go. D Dsus4 I left my heart in a plastic box D on the bedside table. Dsus4 D It will be locked 'til I get home.