Tori Amos - Here in my head

^EbIn ^Gbmy ^Abhead I found you ^EbThere and ^Gbrunning around and ^Abfollowing me But you don^B't ^GbOh ^Abdare ^EbNow ^Gbbut ^AbI find that I ^EbHave, now, ^Gbmore than I ever ^Abwanted to, so maybe

^BThomas ^GbJefferson ^Dbwasn't born ^AbIn your back^Byard ^Gblike you have ^Absaid and ^BMaybe I'm ^Gbjust the ^Dbhorizon you ^Abrun to ^Bwhen ^Gbshe has ^Ableft you

^EbThere ^Gbyou ^Abare, here in my ^EbHead and ^Gbrunning around and ^AbCalling me, "come back I'll

^BShow you the roses and ^Gbbrush off the snow and ^Bopen their petals ^Abagain and ^Ebagain" And ^Byou know that Apple green ^Gbice cream can melt in your ^Bhands, I ^Abcan't so

^EbIII^GbIII ^Abheld your hand at the ^EbFair and ^Gbeven forgot what ^Abtime it was, and even

^BThomas ^GbJefferson ^Dbwasn't born ^AbIn your back^Byard ^Gblike you have ^Absaid and ^BMaybe I'm ^Gbjust the ^Dbhorizon you ^Abrun to ^Bwhen ^Gbshe has ^Ableft you

^Eband ^Gbme ^Abhere alone on the ^EbFloor, you're ^Gbcounting my feathers ^Abas the bells toll

You see the ^Bbow and belt and the ^Gbgirl from the south all ^BFavorites of mine you ^Abknow then all ^Ebwell And ^Bspring brings fresh little ^Gbpuddles that makes it all ^Bclear makes it all..^Ab..hey Do you ^Ebknow ^GbHey Do you ^Abknow what this is ^Ebdoing to ^Gbme? ^Ab Oh, here in my ^Ebhead.