Priscilla

D F#m D F#m D F#m A

D                 F#m
  Cold misty evening
D                   F#m
  I watched you walking up the path
D               F#m
  Up to the front door
A                               Bm
  Your footsteps in the grass
D                         F#m
  We've been here before
D                          F#m
  You out there while I'm stuck in 
here
D                            F#m
  Looking out from the bedroom
A                              Bm
   With a crack in the glass

D                F#m
So, Priscilla this is a warning
D                F#m
Trying to tell this is a war
D                       F#m
No goodbyes and no time for mourning
A                              
Now we'll see what see what this 
    Bm
love is for

I believe in springtime
I believe in dead leaves in the wind
And I know that endings
Are the best place to begin
But when I watched you coming
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And I saw you brush up against the 
ferns
All I could think was
If they're wet will they ever burn?

D                F#m
So, Priscilla this is a warning
D                F#m
Trying to tell this is a war
D                       F#m
No goodbyes and no time for mourning
A                              
Now we'll see what see what this 
    Bm
love is for

D

F#m         D
  What's it for?
F#m         D
  What's it for?
F#m         A
  What's it for?
D                                  
    And there in the blue moonlight
F#m

                        A        
You stopped and turned toward the 
                  Bm
ocean
D                               F#m
   And you were so still standing
                 A                 
I wondered if you would ever turned
       Bm
 around

Cold misty evening
I watched you walking up the path
Up to the front door
Your footsteps in the grass
I could see you thinking
And I had a notion that that wasn't 
good
But you put your boot on the first 
step
And I could hear the creak in the 
wood

D                F#m
So, Priscilla this is a warning
D                F#m
Trying to tell this is a war
D                       F#m
No goodbyes and no time for mourning
A                              
Now we'll see what see what this 
    Bm
love is for

D

F#m         D
  What's it for?
F#m         D
  What's it for?
F#m         A
  What's it for?

So, Priscilla this is a warning
Trying to tell this is a war
No goodbyes and no time for mourning
Now we'll see what see what this 
love is for

So, Priscilla this is a warning
Trying to tell this is a war
No goodbyes and no time for mourning
Now we'll see what see what this 
love is for