Striking Matches (Difford/Tilbrook)
(They don't get much simpler than this!)

Intro:G   C   G   C

C                                G
Striking matches and I'm smoking cigarettes

               F                         G
Putting on the kettle playing a cassette.

C                             G
Folding up the papers rubbing my eyes

             F                     G
Thinking of all that happened last night.

    C                                    G
The passion, the feelings that soaked in her love

                 F                              G
And the pools of silence when kisses were sprung.

    C                              G
Her love levitates me, I'm walking on air

                  F                        G
Two feet from the carpet, I'll always be there.


G                 C       G             C
Ooh, I'm striking matches it's morning again

G             C      G                C
I look in the mirror I still look the same,


Striking matches getting a flame on the stove
There's some of her hair on the teeth of my comb.
Dirty clothes piled up on the bathroom floor
She's silently sleeping, I half close the door.
I see her beauty laying on my bed
I'm warm from within me with what she has said.
Her love is my balloon I won't let it down
Forever and ever I'll always be proud.

Ooh, I'm striking matches it's morning again
I look in the mirror I still look the same,
Ooh, I'm striking matches it's morning again
Ooh, I'm striking matches I go up in flames.

N.C.
I'm a director casting for a part -turn on the light
It's for a soap set here right in my heart. -leave her alone
Shuffle to the window shuffle to the door -don't wake her up
She's got the part I don't want to see anymore -unplug the phone

Transcribed by Victor Ducedre