She Dreams Of Melting Rocks

D D D D D D/C# I'm driving around your home town with all four windows down, Bm7 D/A D/G I’ve been watching the odometer and thinking about geography D/G D/F# D and the couple thousand miles of barren country constantly dividing you and me. D D/C# Or hiding out in the basement where we used to make out Bm7 D/A D/G And constantly complain about the circumstances we found ourselves in D/G D/F# D when we were just two kids both just too proud to admit D D/F# D/E D just how fortunate we were to have come across each other. N.C. D D/C# Nothing’s made sense like that made sense since. Bm7 D/A Nothing's made sense like that made sense since. D/G D/F# Nothing’s made sense like that made sense since. D/F# Nothing’s made sense like that made sense since. D D/F# D/E D Nothing’s made sense like that made sense since. D D/C# And so now it’s waiting around for letters in the post (Nothing's made sense like that made sense since.) Bm7 D/A D/G And photos that tell tales of all your travels and of a distant coast (Nothing's made sense like that made sense since.) D/F# Bm7 It includes a scoop of sand to sift through my weathered hands (Nothing's made sense like that made sense since.) Bm7 D/F# D/E D Just like all the time we spent and the time we took for granted. D D/C# Bm7 D/A D/G D/F# D D/F# D/E D