Jeff Buckley - Lilac wine

^GmI lost myself on a cool damp night ^EbGave myself in that misty light D7 Am7b5 Was hypnotized by a strange delight ^D7Under a lilac ^Gmtree ^GmI made wine from the lilac tree ^EbPut my heart in its recipe Am7b5 It makes me see what I want to see... ^D7And be what I want to ^Gmbe ^FdimWhen I think more than I ^Cwant to think ^CmDo things I never should ^Gmdo ^FdimI drink much more than I o^Cught to drink ^CmBecause I brings me ba^Bmck you..^Dsus4. ^D

^GLilac wine ^C is sweet and ^D7heady, like my lo^Gve ^CLilac ^Fwine^G, ^CI feel u^Fnstead^Gy, lik^Ce ^D7my ^Glove ^EbListen to me... I cannot see cle^D7arly Isn't that she coming to me ne^Am7arly her^D7e'

^GLilac wine ^C is sweet and ^D7heady, where's my^G love ^CLilac^F wine^G, ^CI feel u^Fnstead^Gy, whe^Cre's ^D7my lo^Gve ^EbListen to me... why is everythin^D7g so hazy Isn't that she, or am I just going c^Am7razy d^D7ear'

^G7Lilac Wine ^CI feel un^D7ready ^D6for ^Dmy lo^Gve Fe-----el unr^Am7eady F^D7o----or my l^Go-----ove