Nerina Pallot - The heart is a lonely hunter

I think about him every ^Emday Every starless city ^Cmaj7night And ^Am7I will slide slowly Like ^B7honey off a knife

Curse the languid after^Emnoons On lonely greying ^Cmaj7streets F^Am7ootsteps I have wasted Percha^B7nce we should meet

Come ^Cmaj7rain, come thunde^Emr The h^Cmaj7eart is a lon^Bely hunt^Am7er

I don't wa^Dnt to forg^Emet him But I've ^D/F#got to, I kn^Gow it's s^Am7tupid So f^Doolish, so no^Emthing But ^D/F#what can I ^Gdo When it ^Am7rains and it th^Dunders It ^Emrains and it ^A/C#thunders And my h^Am7eart is^B a lonely hunter

So I wonder all the t^Emime Do I ever cross his ^Cmaj7mind And ^Am7if he imagines His m^B7outh upon mine, oh oh

It ^Cmaj7pulls me unde^Emr And my^Cmaj7 heart is a^B lonely hun^Am7ter

I don't wa^Dnt to forg^Emet him But I've ^D/F#got to, I kn^Gow it's s^Am7tupid So f^Doolish, so no^Emthing But ^D/F#what can I ^Gdo When it ^Am7rains and it th^Dunders It ^Emrains and it ^A/C#thunders And my h^Am7eart is^B a lonely hunter

Come ^Cmaj7rain, come the thun^Emder My h^Cmaj7eart is a l^Bonely hunt^Emer