Am C E E7 Am [Verse 1] Am C Crushing strawberries one by one E E7 Am Watching the juice drip down Am C Two and a half months ahead of schedule E E7 Am The leaves on the trees are turning brown Dm Am E Am We got ready for winter, as the sun rose up in the sky Dm Am E There was something almost soothing in the hard to define Am Note of terror in your eye Am C E E7 Am [Verse 2] Am C Watching the strawberries lose their shape E E7 Am As the wind blew through the elm tree Am C The wind was far too cold for the middle of april E E7 Am And you reached out your hand to me Dm Am It was good to feel your hand in mine E Am It was good to know you felt the pull too Dm Am I scooped up a palmful of strawberry pulp E Am And smeared it all over you [Outro] Dm Am The wild strawberries drove me on E Am As I lapped them up off of your skin Dm Am E And I could feel your basal body temperature rise Am As the cold came in Am C E E7 E Hey hey