Lisas Hands

A E�7 Bm D E7 2x A E�7 Bm D E7 Yeah the Louvre is, The Louvre is in Lisa�s hands, A E�7 Bm D E7 And the muse is, well it is also Lisa, A E�7 I know coz once this river crossed, I finally wrote these parts, Bm D E7 Running through the photographs, of you stored in my heart, A E� 7 A tourist laughs are overlapping, laughing half the time, Bm D E7 I�m running over thoughts of you, stored in my mind, F#m A My mind, la la la la loved are the days, ha ha, F#m A D A Bm La la la love love every way, that we sing those songs, D A E7 E7 D E7 While she sang a- long, A E�7 Bm D E7 The Louvre is, ha ha, the Louvre is in Lisa�s hands, A E�7 Bm D E7 And the mus-ic, is reason enough to dance, A E�7 Well we through away our Valentine�s, and we never compromised, Bm D E7 The cheese and wine, at one every night, and left us so inviting, A E�7 Yeah we were commandeering melodies, and never waking up Bm D E7 Left her dreaming of a scene, of forever making love, F#m A F#m A Love, love, so la la love loved are days, la la love love every way, D A Bm D A E7 E7 D E7 That we sang those songs, while you played a- long, (La la la la �.etc�. A E�7 Bm D E7 2x) A E�7 Bm D E7 A Yeah the Louvre is, the Louvre is in Lisa�s hands.