Reba McEntire - Close to crazy

^EI stil^E7l reach for you^A, in the middl^Ame of my dreams each night ^EBut my arms co^E7me up empty ev^Aery^Am time ^EAnd lately ^E7I talk to yo^Aur memory more th^Aman I should ^EIf I could ju^E7st forget the^E past I would 'Cause th^Amis missing you ai^An't doing^B7 me no good

I'm so clo^Ase ^B7to crazy, ^Eright on the edge Just one s^Atep away from^B7 going insane,^E but I'm not there yet If I coul^Ad just lo^Amse my mind,^C#m I wou^B7ldn't^A know we're through But this c^Alose to craz^B7y, is far f^Erom over you

^EToday I^E7 caught mys^Aelf, relivin^Amg how it used to be ^EAt a table ^E7for two ju^Ast y^Amou and me ^EBut talking ^E7to an empty c^Ahair and laugh^Aming right out loud Turn^Eed everybody's head^E7 and left no do^Eubt I'm a br^Amoken woma^An close to brea^B7king down

I'm so clo^Ase ^B7to crazy, ^Eright on the edge Just one s^Atep away from^B7 going insane,^E but I'm not there yet If I coul^Ad just lo^Amse my mind,^C#m I wou^B7ldn't^A know we're through But this c^Alose to craz^B7y, is far f^Erom over you

Oh this c^Alose to ^B7crazy, is ^Efar from over you ^EI stil^E7l reach for you In t^Ahe middle o^Amf my dream^Es each night