Edie Brickell - This eye

^Done day you just get ^Gtired of ^Dcrying ^Grunnin' can't es^Acape the beating ^Gheart ^{A D}one day you just get ^Gtired of ^Ddying ^Gliving can't esc^Aape the beating ^Gmarch ^A

but a ^Dm7higher bloom un^Em7veils in a ^Alowdown dirty ^Gday and ^Dm7all that dreams ent^Em7ail come and ^Atake your suffering a^Gway ^A

^Dthis eye looks with ^Em7love ^Athis eye looks with j^Dudgement ^Dfree me take the ^D/Esight out ^Aof this ^Geye ^A

^Done night the howlin' ^Gdog sings a ^Dlullaby ^Gdrift you into ^Apeaceful memo^Gries ^{A D}one night the howlin' ^Gdog cries out ^Dlonely life ^Gbreak you like the l^Aight between the ^Gtrees

and they ^Dm7say sacrif^Em7ice is l^Aetting sweet love ^Ggo ^Dm7never build a ^Em7damn ^Awall to stop the ^Gflow ^A

^Call I can ^Ghope for is a ^Flight to ^Csee when I ^Fsearch in the ^Cdark for my ^Gsoul and ^Fwhen my ^Csoul comes to ^Em7rescue ^Cme I r^Em7est my ^Am7resistance fall ^Cpiece by ^Em7piece into ^Am7peace and ^Fslip like the ^Cwater back i^Em7nto the ^Amsea