FCF AmCGC Pour the petrol can, around this caravan. FCF And watch the flames take all you own. AmCGC There's a girl who understands, by the back of her two hands. FCF She's all you need to know. GCGF 'Cause you search for years but you lose everything you find. GCGF There's braille for the deaf and signposts for the blind. GCGF There's heaven for the cruel but the devil waits for the kind. {Whistling} AmCGC And you follow the blackbird home, through the early winter snow. FCF Your footprints track you through the grass. AmCGC And you ache just to smell her clothes, and her cooking down on the stove. FCF You see her face in everyone you pass. GCGF 'Cause you search for years but you lose everything you find. GCGF There's braille for the deaf and signposts for the blind. GCGF There's heaven for the cruel but the devil waits for the kind. GCGF And you walk down to her window. GCGF And press your face against the glass. GCGF Only to find that she is happy in his arms. {Whistling} GCGF 'Cause you search for years but you lose everything you find. GCGF There's braille for the deaf and signposts for the blind. GCGF There's heaven for the cruel but the devil waits for the kind.