Maura O'Connell - Crazy love

I can hear his ^Emheartbeat, from a ^Fthousand miles^C And the heavens ^Emopen, every ^Ftime he smiles^C And when he ^Emcomes to me, that's ^Fwhere I belong^C And I'm running to ^Emhim, like a ^Friver's song^C

He gives me ^Clove, ^Glove, ^Amlove, ^Glove, ^Fcrazy ^Glove He gives me ^Clove, ^Glove, ^Amlove, ^Glove, ^Fcrazy ^Clove

He has a fine sense of ^Emhumour when I'm ^Ffeeling low do^Cwn And when he ^Emcomes to me when the ^Fsun goes down^C He takes away my ^Emtrouble, takes a^Fway my grief^C He takes away my ^Emheartache, in the ^Fnight like a thief^C

He gives me ^Clove, ^Glove, ^Amlove, ^Glove, ^Fcrazy ^Glove He gives me ^Clove, ^Glove, ^Amlove, ^Glove, ^Fcrazy ^Clove

And I ^Fneed him in the ^Cmorning ^G And I ^Fneed him in the ^Cnight ^G And I want to ^Fthrow my arms a^Cround hi^Amm And ^Dmkiss him and hug him ^CKiss him and hug him ^FKiss him and hug him ti^Gght ^C

And when I'm re^Emturning from so ^Ffar away^C He gives me ^Emsweet, sweet love, he ^Fbrightens up my ^Cday And it makes me ^Emrighteous and it ^Fmakes me whol^Ce Oh, it makes me ^Emmellow ^Fdown to my so^Cul

He gives me ^Clove, ^Glove, ^Amlove, ^Glove, ^Fcrazy ^Glove He gives me ^Clove, ^Glove, ^Amlove, ^Glove, ^Fcrazy ^Clove

He gives me ^Clove, ^Glove, ^Amlove, ^Glove, ^Fcrazy ^Glove He gives me ^Clove, ^Glove, ^Amlove, ^Glove, ^Fcrazy ^Clove