Intro: D  E  F#m  A4/7 D  E  F#m  B 
 
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How does it feel   when everyone surrounds you? 
D                       E                  
How do you deal?    Do crowds just make you feel 
     F#m              B
lonely?             
D                                 E           F#m 
What do you say when people come and try to pin you down?


F#m        A 

D                             E                 F#m 
Acquaintances smile,    but that's no understanding.
A4/7

D                          E
How, after a while   you keep falling off the same 
  F#m                 B
mountain. 


 D                            E
Try to explain it, but nothing really gets them that high.


F#m

F                          Am 
  Steal away in the morning; 
Dm                  E 
  love's already history to you. 
F                           Am 
  It's a habit you're forming. 
D                  Em 
  This body's desperate for something new. 
F                          Am 
  Just A Matter of Feeling 
Dm                          E 
  These moments of madness are sure to pass
F                                          Am 
  And tears will dry as you're leaving. 
D                          Em 
  Who knows, you might find something to last. 


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D                          E                     F#m
Emotion's a game,   saved up for a rainy Monday. 
          D                           E
But you laugh just the same,  'cause it's been 
                   F#m             B 
pouring on Sunday. 
D                                    E
Call up your numbers, and never let the zeros bring 
            F#m             A
you down.   
D                          E                F#m
  How does it feel?   Is time too heavy to hold?
A4/7
 
D                    E                   F#m       B
Whatever you decide for the moment is holy.        
D                                      E
Whenever you slow down to see life is passing by.


F#m

Am  D  D4/7  Am  D  Am  D

                F                          Am 
You can...  Steal away in the morning; 
Dm                  E 
  love's already history to you. 
F                           Am 
  It's a habit you're forming. 
D                  Em 
  This body's desperate for something new. 
F                          Am 
  Just A Matter of Feeling 
Dm                          E 
  These moments of madness are sure to pass, 
F                                          Am 
  And tears will dry as you're leaving. 
D                          Em 
  Who knows, you might find something to last. 
 

D    E    F#m    A4/7 
 
D    E     F#m                  B 
          A matter of feeling. 
D    E     F#m                  A 
          A matter of feeling. 
D    E     F#m                  B 
          A matter of feeling. 
D    E     F#m                  A 
          A matter of feeling. 
D    E     F#m                  B 
          A matter of feeling. 
D    E     F#m                  B   D   E    F#m  D 
          A matter of feeling.