DI (xx0232@1)left the east side for a west coast beauty
   GA (320003@1)girl who burned my thoughts like kisses
EmShe (022000@1)was down by street decree
     G (320003@1)                            D (xx0232@1)She swore she'd pull my best years out of me
DFat (xx0232@1)painted lips on a live wire beauty
    GA (320003@1)tangerine girl with tambourine eyes
EmHer (022000@1)face was my favourite magazine
     G (320003@1)                           DHer (xx0232@1)body was my favourite book to read

D (xx0232@1)                 G (320003@1)                           D (xx0232@1)They say that all poets must have an unrequited love
          G (320003@1)                               D (xx0232@1)     
As all lovers must have thought provoking fears
                  G (320003@1)                     DBut (xx0232@1)holdig on to you means letting go of pain
                      GMeans (320003@1)letting go of tears
                     DMeans (xx0232@1)letting go of rain
                     C (x32010@1)   Em (022000@1) GMeans (320003@1)letting go of what's not real
               DHolding (xx0232@1)on to you

I left the rough side for a seaside baby
A chamomile smile that pouts on cue
For every moment I breathe her sigh
Her bosom contains my sweet alibi
In an emotional mist she breathes in fog
And breathes it out as garden flowers
Why me of all the tough talking boys
I guess she heard my heartbeat through the noise

They say that all poets must have an unrequited love
As all lovers must have thought provoking fears

But holding on to you
Means letting go of pain
Means letting go of tears
Means letting go of rain
Holding on to you
Means letting sorrows heal
Means letting go of what's not real
Holding on to you

They say that all poets must have an unrequited love
As all lovers I'm sure must have thought provoking fears

But holding on to you
means letting sorrows heal
Means letting go of what's not real
Holding on to you

I left the east coast for a west coast beauty
a woman who wet my thoughts like kisses
she was down down by street decree
she swore she'd pull my best years out of me
fat wet lips on a sea salt canvas
Goodbye Picasso hello Dolly/Dali
The soil is fertile where her footsteps trod
She's my new religion she's all I got

They say that all poets must have an unrequited love
as all lovers I'm sure must have thought provoking fears

But holding on to you
means letting go of tears
means letting go of rain
means letting sorrows heal
It means letting go of pain 

Enjoy, Klaus Gregaard