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