Counting Crows - When i dream of michelangelo

Well, you ^Gknow i don't like you but you ^Dwanna be my ^Cfriend (C) D C G There are bodies on the ceiling and they're fluttering their wings (G) D C It's ok, i'm angry but you'll never understand (C) D C G When you dream of Michelangelo they hang above your hands

And i ^Amknow that she is not my ^Dfriend And i ^Amknow cause there she goes ^Cwalking on my ^Dskin again

And i ^Gcan't see why you ^Dwanna talk to ^Cme (C) D C G When your vision of America is crystalline and clean (G) D C I want a white bread life, just something ignorant and plain (C) D C G But from the walls of Michelangelo i'm dangling again

And i ^Amknow that she is not my ^Dfriend And i ^Amknow cause there she goes ^Cwalking on my ^Dskin again and a^Ggain

^CSaturn on a line...a ^Dsun afire strings and wires to ^Cspin above my head and make it ^Gright But ^Cany time you like you can ^Dcatch a sight of angel eyes all ^Cemptiness and ^Dinfinite

And i ^Gdream of Michelangelo when i'm ^Dlying in my ^Cbed (C) D C G I see God upon the ceiling, i see angels overhead (G) D C And it seems so close as he reaches out his hand (C) D C G But we are never quite as close as we are led to understand

And i ^Amknow that she is not my ^Dfriend And i ^Amknow cause there she goes ^Cwalking, walking, ^Dwalking And i ^Amknow that she is not my ^Dfriend And i ^Amknow cause there she goes ^Cwalking on my ^Dskin again and a^Ggain

On my ^Cmind...oh Lord ^Gno... Yes she's ^Cwalking on my ^Dskin again and ag^Gain