A Simple Thing As Love

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[Verse 1]
         D                             C
When you come across unto me with your hair
                               G
The tangled grass of evening breezes
       D
And you do not hide your face because
      C                          D
Somebody said one time it wasn't natural
       G
What a joy for us just running down
                      Gm
This crooked trail of midnight
         G                                Am
And the peaceful things inside me that it does

Then you whisper low "I have to go"

The acid tears start coming slow
                 A                 G
To complicate a simple thing as love


[Chorus]
D                                      C
Awake now I don't hear the floorboards creaking
                          G
As you walk back from the window
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Em                                 G
Or feel your satin fingers drawing patterns
                          D
On my back where I lay dying
                                      C
Without you I'm a child who sucks the vacant thumb

Of emptiness left crying
                    D
When he has not had enough
G
At the mercy of an empty room

Sing verses to some faded wall

Confused about a simple thing as love


[Verse 2]
        D                                   C
It's to bad we couldn't stay here 'til the clock
                              G
Runs out and falls from sheer exhaustion
        D
Or 'til morning as I watch you
        C                                    D
As you stoop to pick your things up from the floor
        G
But to soon for us it's over
                       Gm
And the shock of the electric light bulb sunrise
          G         Am
From the ceiling up above

As it dangles to remind us

Of the spiderweb that binds us
                 A                 G
And just complicates a simple thing as love


[Chorus]
D                                      C
Awake now I don't hear the floorboards creaking
                          G
As you walk back from the window
Em                                 G
Or feel your satin fingers drawing patterns
                          D
On my back where I lay dying
                                      C
Without you I'm a child who sucks the vacant thumb

Of emptiness left crying
                    D
When he has not had enough
G
At the mercy of an empty room