YOU ARE IN LOVE

One look, dark room, meant just for you.

Time moved too fast; you play it back.

And for tons on a coat, of your heart and your joke.

No proof, not much, but you saw e nough.

Small talk, on side drives; cof fee at mid night.

Blue light re flects the chain on your neck.

He says, “Look up,” and your shoul ders brush.

And you proof, what it touch; you’ve felt e nough.

You can hear it in the (A)si lence, (Asus2)si lence.

You, you can feel it on the (Dmaj7)way home, (D6)way home.

You, you can see it with the (F#m)lights out, (F#m)lights out.

You are in (D6)love,

true (D6)love.

You are in (A)love.

Morn ing, his place.

Burnt toast, Sun day.

You keep his shirt; he keeps his word.

And for once, you let go of your fears and your ghosts.

One step, not much, but it said e nough.

You kiss on side walks; you fight and you talk.

One night he wakes, strange look on his face, paus es, then says, and “You’re my best friend.” And you knew what it was: he is in love.

You can hear it in the (A)si lence, (Asus2)si lence.

You, you can feel it on the (Dmaj7)way home, (D6)way home.

You, you can see it with the (F#m)lights out, (F#m)lights out.

You are in (D6)love,

true (D6)love.

You are in (A)love.

(D6)love.

And so it goes: you two are danc ing in a snow globe ’round and ’round, and he keeps a pic ture of you in his of fice down town.

And you un der stand now why they lost their minds and fought the wars, and why I’ve spent my whole life tryin’ to put it in to words.

’Cause you can hear it in the (A)si lence.

You can feel it on the (Dmaj7)way home.

You can see it with the (F#m)lights out.

You are in (D6)love,

true (D6)love.

You’re in (Asus2)love.

You can hear it in the (A)si lence, (Asus2)si lence.

You, you can feel it on the (Dmaj7)way home, (D6)way home.

You, you can see it with the (F#m)lights out, (F#m)lights out.

You are in (D6)love,