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[Verse 1]
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Crushing strawberries one by one
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Watching the juice drip down
Am C
Two and a half months ahead of schedule
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The leaves on the trees are turning brown
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We got ready for winter, as the sun rose up in the sky
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There was something almost soothing in the hard to define
Am
Note of terror in your eye
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[Verse 2]
Am C
Watching the strawberries lose their shape
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As the wind blew through the elm tree
Am C
The wind was far too cold for the middle of april
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And you reached out your hand to me
Dm Am
It was good to feel your hand in mine
E Am
It was good to know you felt the pull too
Dm Am
I scooped up a palmful of strawberry pulp
E Am
And smeared it all over you
[Outro]
Dm Am
The wild strawberries drove me on
E Am
As I lapped them up off of your skin
Dm Am E
And I could feel your basal body temperature rise
Am
As the cold came in
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