INTRO : Am  Am9 
 
( Am  Am9 ) 
Solitude stands by the window 

She turns her head as I walk in the room 

I can see by her eyes she's been waiting 

Standing in the slant of the late afternoon 

And she turns to me with her hand extended 
 
 
F#m4/7                                    Am9/E  C7M  Bm7  C7M  D  Am  A9                   
Her palm is split with a flower with a flame 
Bm7  C7M  D  Am  A9 
 
( Am  Am9 ) 
Solitude stands in the doorway 

And I'm struck once again by her black silhouette 

By her long cool stare and her silence 

I suddenly remember each time we've met 

And she turns to me with her hand extended 
 

  F#m4/7                                  Am9/E  C7M  Bm7  C7M D                                      
Her palm is split with a flower with a flame 
 

( Am  Am9 )                         G              F 
And she says ";I've come to set a twisted thing straight"; 
A9                                  G         F 
And she says ";I've come to lighten this dark heart"; 
C#m                                 B            A9 
And she takes my wrist, I feel her imprint of fear 
C#m                                 B            A9 
And I say ";I've never thought of finding you here"; 
 
 
( Am9 ) 
I turn to the crowd as they're watching    

They're sitting all together in the dark in the warm 

I wanted to be in there among them 

I see how their eyes are gathered into one 

And then she turns to me with her hand extended 
 

F#m4/7                                    Am9/E  C7M  Bm7  C7M  D 
Her palm is split with a flower with a flame 
 

 ( Am  Am9 )                        G              F 
And she says ";I've come to set a twisted thing straight"; 
Am9                                  G       F 
And she says";l've come to lighten this dark heart"; 
C#m                                  B         A9 
And she takes my wrist, I feel her imprint of fear 
C#m                               B           A9 
And I say ";I've never thought of finding you here"; 
 

Am9 
Solitude stands in the doorway 

And I'm struck once again by her black silhouette 

By her long cool stare and her silence 

I suddenly remember each time we've met 

And she turns to me with her hand extended 
 

F#m4/7                                    Am9/E 
Her palm is split with a flower with a flame