| G | C | |
| I'm flying high on something | beautiful and aimless |
| Am | G | |
| It's got a name but I pre | fer 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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