Message To My Girl - Crowded House

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Capo 4th Fret

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[Chorus]

        
I don't want t

              
o say "I love 

 
you"
        
That would giv

              
e away too muc

 
h.
           
It's hip to be

       
 detached and 

      
precious,
           
The only thing

       
 you feel is v


icious.

        
I don't want t

              
o say "I want 

 
you"
        
Even though I 

              
want you so mu

 
ch.
           
It's wrapped u

       
p in conversat

      
ion,
        
It's whispered

  
 in a hush.

[Verse]
             
Though I'm fri

         
ghtened by the

 word,
           
Think it's tim

e I made it he

ard.

            
No more empty 

            
self possessio


n,
              
Visions swept 

          
under the mat.
             
It's no New Ye

         
ars resolution

,
              
It's more than

  
 that.

[Chorus]
        
Now I wake up 


happy
        
Warm in lovers

 
 embrace.
    
No one else ca

            
n touch us
         
While we're in

  
 this place.

[Verse]
             
So I'll sing i

         
t to the world
            
This simple me

ssage to my gi

rl.

            
No more empty 

            
self possessio


n,
              
Visions swept 

          
under the mat.
             
It's no New Ye

         
ars resolution

,
              
It's more than

  
 that.


             
Though I'm fri

         
ghtened by the

 word,
           
Think it's tim

e I made it he

ard.
             
So I'll sing i

         
t to the world
             
This simple me

              
ssage to my gi

  
rl.

            
No more empty 

            
self possessio


n,
              
Visions swept 

          
under the mat.
             
It's no New Ye

         
ars resolution

,
              
It's more than

  
 that.

            
Oh there's not

            
hing quite as 


real
              
As the touch o

          
f your sweet h

ands.
             
I can't spend 

         
the rest of my

 life
              
Buried in the 

  
sand

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