THE LIGHTNING SEEDS: Sense
G			     C
I`m flying high on something beautiful and aimless
Am			 G
It`s got a name but I prefer to call it nameless
G				C
It comes and goes and leaves me on a bed of splinters
Am			  G
Feel like I`m living in a town closed down for winter
	      F			 C		   G
(The taste of love) The more you get, the more you want
(And all because) The only reason is just because	 G F C x3
(It all makes sense) When you`re near, it all makes sense
I`m standing high on tiptoe looking over fences
Waiting for somebody like you to kiss me senseless
I`ve had a belly full of faces drawn in sadness
I want to jump deep into tides of loving madness
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Tim Villa                                                tvilla@uniwa.uwa.edu.au
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