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A Taste Of You
EThere's pictures in my mind I've E7never seen beAfore. EThere's emptiness I E7find my love and Ayes there's even B7more. There's Aloneliness that cuts me like a knife B7 And I Awish I had a B7taste of you toEnight.
This bottle in my hand is now apart of me. it cools the fire that burns and burns and clouds my memory. It makes the wrongs I've done to you seem right. But I still need a taste of you tonight.
B7The pictures keep on Echangin' B7With ev'ry drink I drink they ArearErange. DAnd through the fog I see what I never coulAd And I reB7member than once we Ehad it good.
There's pictures in my mind I've never seen before. There's emptiness I find my love and yes there's even more. There's loneliness that cuts me like a knife And I wish I had a taste of you tonight. I wish I had a taste of you tonight. by: José Duarte jtduarte1@gmail.com