The Georgia Satellites - The myth of love

Oh, the myth of^B love^E Iike some new best^B friend ^EThe bright promise of to^Bmorrow and to^Emorrow without^B end ^EOh but I should know^B better^E life is no wishing^B well ^EYeah, there's a^B story here baby^E But it's so hard to^B tell ^E

^GbYou might say that innocence^Abm is my only^E crime And the myth of^B love^E walks a thin hard^B lin^Ee

Well I hear you^B talkin' but I^E just don't want to talk about it^B now ^EI can't seem to^B find my^E way back, way back^B down ^EI get no surp^Brises,^E I get no soft and^B lonely ^EWatch your pretty blue^B eyes as^E they turn on^B me ^E

^GbYou might say that blindness^Abm is my only^E crime And the myth of^B love is a^E light that will not^B shin^Ee, oh

Oh baby hold me^B close^E until I cannot^B breathe ^EHold me^B close to this sweet^E earth so I cannot^B leave it ^EOh the myth of^B love^E like some clarion^B cal^El It could^B save us,^E save us one and^B al^El

^GbYou might say that innocence^Abm is my only^E crime And the myth of^B love^E laughs and spins the hands of^B ti^Eme ^B

^EAnd I said the myth of^B love ^EAnd I said the myth of^B love ^EAnd I said the myth of^B love ^EAnd I said the myth of^B love, love, love, sweet love, sweet love Love, love, sweet l^Bove^{E B E B E B E B E B E B E B E A B}