Fm
Strongest taste
Eb
loudest drop
Cm
head is filled - unlocked
C#
the thought,
Fm
you'd be thirteen
Eb
I'd be thirty-five
Cm C#
gone to find a place for us to hide
Fm
not together, but alone
Eb Cm C#
as the need for it has grown
Fm Eb Cm C#
cha cha, cha cha, cha cha
Fm Eb Cm C#
cha cha, cha cha
Fm
a cave or a shed
Eb
a car or a bed
Cm
a hole in the ground
C#
or a burial mound
Fm
a bush or a tree
Eb Cm C#
or the aegean sea, will do for me ... where the music never ends
Fm Eb Cm C#
cha cha, cha cha, cha cha
Fm Eb Cm C#
cha cha, cha cha
Fm Eb Cm C#
I can say that you look pretty
Fm Eb
you turn my legs into spaghetti
Cm C#
you set my heart on fire
Fm
for you I found a vent
Eb Cm
in the bottom of a coal mine
C# Fm
just enough space for your hands in the inside
Eb
if you go
Cm C#
do let me know
Fm
you'd be thirteen
Eb
I'd be thirty-five
Cm C#
gone to find a place for us to hide
Fm
a den or a dessert
Eb
perhaps an ink squirt
Cm C#
a cellar, a wishing well, a war
Fm Eb Cm C#
or a guarantee will do for me
Fm
for you I found a cell
Eb Cm
on the top floor of a prison
C# Fm
just enough space for you to fit your feet in
Eb
if you go
Cm C#
do let me know
Fm Eb
Cuz I go running with a heart on fire
Cm C#
Cuz I go running with a heart on fire
Composição de Dillon/Jens Lekman