{t:Lovers in a Dangerous Time}
{st:Bruce Cockburn (1984), Barenaked Ladies (1991)}
{c:capo 2}
{c:verse 1}
[G] Don't the hours grow [Am]shorter as the days go [F]by
[G] You never get to [Am]stop and open your [F]eyes
[G] One day you're [Am]waiting for the sky to [F]fall
[G] And next you're dazzled by the [Am]beauty of it [F]all
{soc}
When you're [G]lovers [Am] in a dangerous [F]time
[G]Lovers [Am] in a dangerous [F]time
{eoc}
{c:verse 2}
[G] These fragile [Am]bodies of touch and [F]taste
[G] This vibrant [Am]skin, this hair like [F]lace
[G] Spirits [Am]open to the thrust of [F]grace
[G] Never a [Am]breath you can afford to [F]waste
{soc}
When you're [G]lovers [Am] in a dangerous [F]time
[G]Lovers [Am] in a dangerous [F]time
When you're [G]lovers [Am] in a dangerous [F]time
[G]Lovers [Am] in a dangerous [F]time
{eoc}
{c:verse 3}
[G] When you're [Am]lovers in a dangerous [F]time
[G] Sometimes you're made to feel as [Am]if your love's a [F]crime
But [G]nothing worth having comes with-[Am]out some kind of [F]fight
[G] You gotta kick at the [Am]darkness till it bleeds day-[F]light
{soc}
When you're [G]lovers [Am] in a dangerous [F]time
[G]Lovers [Am] in a dangerous [F]time
When you're [G]lovers [Am] in a dangerous [F]time
[G]Lovers [Am] in a dangerous [F]time
{eoc}
[G]
