C Am Dm7 This is for those who were lucky enough to fall in love G C When they were young C Am Not just that usual teenage stuff Dm7 G A fumble of feelings all fingers and tongues F G F G Intertwining breath touch like trembling leaves [Verse 2] C Am This is for those who were really free Dm7 G Though locked in a mutual field of vision C Am Each others eyes are all they see Dm7 G A jail without walls an open prison F G F G Even when apart in earshot of the heart [Verse 3] C Am And this is for those who knowing the risk Dm7 G Threw caution to the wind of chance C Am Abandoned in the singing mist Dm7 G As on the precipice they danced F G F G Seeds of sycamore spinning to the floor [Verse 4] C Am This is for those who without complaint Dm7 G Lay on a bed of their own making C Am Their sated hunger left them faint Dm7 G Through fitful sleep to cruel awakening F G F G For their pities sake the cradling bough must break [Verse 5] C Am But this is for those who loved so strong Dm7 G That it shattered the rocks and left them aching C Am Stunned into silence both deafened and dumb Dm7 G By the terrible sound of one heart breaking F G F G Charred and acrid breeze lightening blackened trees [outro] C Am But this is for those who were lucky enough Dm7 To fall in love G C When they were young