ADE Her body is as liquid and as perfect as a wave A D A E As tender and as vicious as a bird that I once saved D A But if I touch her she won't feel it D A And what I tell her she won't hear D A And if she loves me she'll conceal it E A And she'll cry if I come near CHORUS D A It takes patience to walk E A And spirit to run E A E But nothing to pity yourself A But it's dangerous fun A D Rich harvest of the grape and grain A E I taste my lovers mouth A D She smells of the evening rain A E And the breezes from the south D A But if I face her she won't know me D A And if I weaken she won't wait D A And she knows magic that she won't show me E A And if love comes it will come too late