Standard (EADGBE)
There is light in my ladys house
And theres none but some falling rain
Less like a spoken word
She is more than her thousand names
No hands are half as gentle
Firm as they like to be
Thank god you see me the way you do
Strange as you are to me.
Bridge
As Intro and Chorus
It is good in my ladies house
And the shape that her body makes
Love is a fragile word
In the air on the length we lay
No hands are half as gentle, or,
Firm as they like to be
Thank God you see me the way you do
Strange as you are to me.
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