Alison Krauss - That kind of love

Who would sell their soul for ^Flove? Or waste one tear on compro^Cmise Should be easy en^Gough To know a heartache in dis^Cguise But the heart rules the ^Gmmind ^CAnd the going gets r^Fough Pride takes the ^Gfall When you find that kind of ^Clove

I can't help feeling like a ^Ffool Since I lost that place in^Cside Where my heart knew its ^Gway And my soul was ever ^Cwise Once innocence was ^Gmlost ^CThere was not faith e^Fnough Still my heart held ^Gon When it found that kind of ^Clove

Though beauty is ra^Bmre enou^Emgh St^Amill we tr^Dmust Somehow we'll fin^Cd it th^Fere With no gu^Bmarante^Eme It see^Amms to ^Dmme At least it shou^Gld be f^Cair

But if it's only tears and ^Fpain Isn't it still worth the ^Ccost Like some sweet saving ^Ggrace Or a river we must c^Cross If we don't under^Gmstand ^CWhat this life is made o^Ff We learn the ^Gtruth When we find that kind of ^Clove 'Cause when innocence is ^Gmlost ^CThere is not faith ^Fenough We learn the ^Gtruth When we find that kind of ^Clove