Tightrope

	 
[Chords]
E       = 022100
E7sus4  = 020230
A       = 002220
Dsus2   = **0230
Asus2   = *02200
E5      = 079900
B5alt   = 024400
Asus4   = *02230
D       = **0232
G       = 320002
Bm      = *24432
[Strophe]
        E                                  E7sus4              A 
You should have been an angel, it would have suited you, 
       Dsus2               A               Dsus2       Asus2      E5        E5 
My gold leafed triptych angel, she knows just what to do. 
          E                              E7sus4                   A 
In the half light of morning, in a world between the sheets, 
   Dsus2                A                     Asus2      E5          E5    Dsus2 
I swear I saw her angel wing, my vision was complete. 
           Dsus2                   Asus2                 E5   E5 
And I know I'll never want another lover, my sweet. 
                Dsus2 
Can there be more in this world, 
         Asus2                  B5alt 
Than the joy of just watching you sleep'
 
I don't know just what to feel, 
                                E          E7sus4 
Won't someone tell me my love is real'
[Instrumentale]
A  Asus4  A    E  E7sus4    A  Asus4  A
[Strophe]
E                     Dsus2 
Are we etched in stone or just scratched in the sand, 
A                                    D    A        E 
Waiting for the waves to come and re-claim the land. 
E                       Dsus2 
Will the sun shine, all sweetness and light, 
A                        Dsus2 Asus2   E 
Burn us to a cinder, our third stone satelite.
[Refrain]
        E               Dsus2 
I'm on a tightrope, baby, nine miles high, 
A                               Dsus2         E 
Striding through the clouds on my ribbon in the sky. 
        E                     Dsus2 
I'm on a tightrope, baby, one thing I've found, 
A 
I don't know how to stop, and it's a 
G        Bm   E5 
Long, long, long, long way down.
[Instrumentale]
E   D    A   E    E5    E5
[Strophe]
          E5                       Dsus2 
She's all that ever mattered and all that ever will, 
       A                        Dsus2   Asus2   E 
My cup it runneth over, I'll never  get my  fill. 
        E                          Dsus2 
The boats in the harbour slip from their chains, 
A                        Dsus2   Asus2  E 
Head for new horizons, lets      do the   same.
[Refrain]
        E               Dsus2 
I'm on a tightrope, baby, nine miles high, 
A                               Dsus2         E 
Striding through the clouds on my ribbon in the sky. 
        E                     Dsus2 
I'm on a tightrope, baby, one thing I've found, 
  A 
I don't know how to stop,
[Strophe]
                 E              Dsus2 
And it's a tightrope, baby, nine miles high, 
A                               Dsus2         E 
Striding through the clouds on my ribbon in the sky. 
        E                     Dsus2 
I'm on a tightrope, baby, one thing I've found, 
A 
I don't know how to stop, and it's a 
G        Bm   E5 
Long, long, long, long way down.