G                            C
I'm flying high on something beautiful and aimless
Am                       G
It's got a name but I prefer to call it nameless
G                               C
It comes and goes and leaves me on a bed of splinters
Am                        G
Feel like I'm living in a town closed down for winter

              F                  C                 G
(The taste of love) The more you get, the more you want
(And all because) The only reason is just because        G F C x3
(It all makes sense) When you're near, it all makes sense

I'm standing high on tiptoe looking over fences
Waiting for somebody like you to kiss me senseless
I've had a belly full of faces drawn in sadness
I want to jump deep into tides of loving madness
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Tim Villa                                                tvilla@uniwa.uwa.edu.au
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