Intro GVerse 1:
G She does not have those stars C In her eyes G Which create poets out of E A dabbler G The fair twinkle of dreams C Floating about G In the abyss tons E As they speak Pre Chorus Em The mere look of D Who makes them gloat with bliss Em No, she is D Different, eloquent, yesC Her Em Aha, there she goes C Her E On no, here I goVerse 2:
G With that melancholy charm C Smoothly creeps G In their veins annexing Em Their awareness G Her bizarre appeals when it speaks C They're beguiled G Rivetting even their bones Em To herselfPre-Chorus
Em The mere look of D Who makes them gloat with bliss Em No, she is D Different, eloquent, yesC Her Em Aha, there she goes C Her E On no, here I go