She plays it on the 7th fret but i find that uncomfortable so this is with the Capo on the 2nd fret. Morning dreads follow light A lifted dawn, hungover night Porch dwellin' dreamers who can't remember why they came To sleepwalk And sweet talk To pluck your pretty petals until he loves you not He loves me not So feast your eyes, then they disappear The young at heart, the insincere The well-meaning, troublemaking troubadours And you toss, and you turn You live, and you learn Just when you thought you had it in your grasp, it flew away It flew away Like fireflies, fickle light, burning holes into the night All the night owls want to know, Oh, where did the love go? Oh, where did the love go?