Your Sly Smile

D Dsus2 G G D Dsus2 G G D Dsus2 G G Blue light sittin' lotus-style on your A-frame in the countryside D Dsus2 G G Stillness slides the door and walks inside D Dsus2 G G Candle on the windowsill burned wickless through our low-lit meal D Dsus2 A A Heaven only knows the things you hide G G D Dsus2 In your blue eyes G G A A And your sly smile D Dsus2 G G D Dsus2 G G D Dsus2 G G Tangerine on both your hands smells strong as the tobacco can D Dsus2 G G Roll me up a smoke if you don't mind D Dsus2 G G Touch me like that afternoon when your friends would all be over soon D Dsus2 A A And you said, "What the hell, we'll make the time" G G D Dsus2 With your blue eyes G G A A And your sly smile G G D Dsus2 G G A A D Dsus2 G G D Dsus2 G G D