Am                                                                                              
Before the morning let us bathe upon the yellow.

I love to sleep with the ringing of the cello,

In my ears, nothing but your warm breath,
Em
I always sleep on the left.


CHORUS
Em                  C
(And) I still get a chill
                D
Still get a spill
                G                    Em
Filling up my belly when I think of you.
                         C
(You see) I still get a river
               D
Still get a quiver
                        G
And it burns down my spine
                        Em
When I think that you're mine.

(Oh, yes you are!)

VERSE 2
Am
My lips are always hunting for the light,

Well. it's a firefly.

Don't you see that it's you aglow?

In the morning when work is in the air,
Em
I love to play with your hair.


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VERSE 1


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CODA
I still get a chill
Still get a spill
Filling up my belly when I think of you.
So the river calls to deliver
And it burns down my spine
(Oh) ... you're mine
Oh, you're mine
Oh, you're mine
O, you're mine