Chris Rea

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Am                                        Dm
When passion shines her blinding light on you
      G
You know my friend, there's nothing
      C
That you can really do.
      F
Just follow on, behind her veil.
    Bm7-5
Of deepest purple haze.
 B  E
Down.
                  Am
To loves strange ways

Drowning in her laughter as you go
Intoxicating laughter that spins you high and low
Dangerous times are these,
but oh so wonderfully new
Laugh along you fool,
can't you see they're laughing at you
Lost in the haze
Of love's strange ways

F
Ain't it funny?
        Em
How it turns.
F
When it's all over,
           Am
Nothing's learned.
        Bm7-5  E       Am
Just a passion, and a fool.
E                  Am
And a memory that burns.
                    B
And that's what you get
           E
When you play
                     Am
With love's strange ways