Intro: Am C E E7 Am crushing strawberries one by one Am C watching the juice drip down E E7 Am two and a half months ahead of schedule Am C the leaves on the trees are turning brown E E7 Am we got ready for winter, as the sun rose up in the sky Dm Am E Am there was something almost soothing in the hard to define Dm Am E note of terror in your eye Am Am C E E7 Am watching the strawberries lose their shape Am C as the wind blew threw the elm tree E E7 Am the wind was far too cold for the middle of april Am C and you reached out your hand to me E E7 Am it was good to feel your hand in mine Dm Am it was good to know you felt the pull too E Am i scooped up a palmfull of strawberry pulp Dm Am and smeared it all over you E Am the wild strawberries drove me on, as i lapped them up off of your skin Dm Am E Am and i could feel your basal body temperature rise as the cold came in Dm Am E Am hey hey Am C E E7 E