Maria Taylor - Song beneath the song

^CCryptic words meander Now there is a son^Fg beneath the song^G One day you'll le^Farn You'll soon dis^Gcern it's true mea^Cning

An i^Cnteresting detatchment A listless po^Fem of love sinc^Gere Desire des^Fpair Overlap^Gping melodi^Ces

^CAnd it's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love song ^GIt's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love song ^FIt's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love so^Cng

And now the lo^Cops are reminiscing Recurring drea^Fms of minor chor^Gds Metered ti^Fme Muted chi^Gmes find the be^Cat

And in the pu^Clse there lies conviction A steady pus^Fh and pull rout^Gine Till cymbals swel^Fled High notes f^Gell into rea^Cch

^CAnd it's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love song ^GIt's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love song ^FIt's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love s^Cong