Capo 2

C                        F
Blue light setting lotus-style in your a-frame in the countryside
C                        F
Stillness slides the door and walks inside
C                        F
Candle on the windowsill burnt wickless through our low-lit meal
C                        G
Heaven only knows the things you hide
F            C            
In your blue eyes,
F            A
in your sly smile

C            F      2x

C                        F
Tangerine on both your hands smells strong as the tobacco-can
C                        F
Roll me up a smoke if you don?t mind
C                        F
Touch me like that afternoon when your friends would all be over soon
C                        G
And you said, ?What the hell, we?ll make the time?
F            C            
In your blue eyes,
F            G
in your sly smile