Snow Patrol - Dark roman wine

^FI will ^Ghang on the ^Amhook of your ^Fsplender ^FAs the ^Gnight roles us ^Amup in its ^Farms ^FAnd the ^Gsquare of your ^Amthumbs and your ^Ffingers ^FIs the ^Gblanket of ^Amsky thats so ^Fwarm

^FI know it's ^Glate but i ^Amcan't help but ^Fthink it ^FThat the ^Gday hasn't ^Amshown all its ^Fcards ^FNow it's ^Gup to the ^Amstars or the ^Focean ^FLets not^G retrace our^Am steps to the^F car

^AmPicking out all the ^Fstars that we like between ^FFinger and ^Fthumb ^AmYou laugh as you ^Fpass me the night as if it's ^FToo fragile to ^Fhold ^AmAnd I hold so ^Fclose to my chest with your ^FHands in my ^Fhands ^AmYou say this is ^Fjust how we rest until ^FLight turns to ^Fsound

^FNow your ^Geyelids they^Am faint and they^F shiver ^FLike the ^Gwings of the ^Amlast bird to ^Fleave ^FFor the ^Gsouth, for the ^Amheat, for no ^Freason ^FAt ^Gall just to ^Amfly for sheer ^Fjoy ^FThe ^Gwind shakes the ^Ambrances ab^Fove us ^FAnd the ^Gcar shakes the ^Amground at our ^Fbacks ^FBut the ^Gdark roman ^Amwine in our ^Fblood streams ^FMakes the ^Gcold just a ^Amword, just a ^Fsound

^AmPicking out all the ^Fstars that we like between ^FFinger and ^Fthumb ^AmYou laugh as you ^Fpass me the night as if it's ^FToo fragile to ^Fhold ^AmAnd I hold so ^Fclose to my chest with your ^FHands in my ^Fhands ^AmYou say this is ^Fjust how we rest until ^FLight turns to ^Fsound