Bic Runga: Sorry. Sorry, by Bic Runga Intro: , , , Wring out my guilt and hang it on the line It's been raining all week, It won't get a chance to dry I've been looking around the pantry for a box of Sorries I'm all run out yeah I'm all run out It’s not that hard to say I know It’s not that hard to say I know It’s not that hard to say so why can't I say it now , And its been swelling up inside like the kitchen Sponge It's in the back of my throat, It's in the tip of my tongue If I could sweep it out the door, That could be the end But this wind keeps blowing it in again It's not that hard to say I know It's not that hard to say I know It's not that hard to say so why can't I say it now Say it now, Say it now, Say it now, Say it now, Say it now, Say it now , And I've been locking all the doors and drawing all the blinds It always seems to find its way back inside If I could sweep it out the door that could be the end But this wind keeps blowing it in again Solo: , So why can't I say it now Say it now, Say it now, Say it now, Say it now, Say it now, Say it now :: Ultimate Guitar Archive ::