Tom: F
Introdução: C
D
I'll be sitting in the backseat with my hair in my face
G
Gone fast, as freedom on good wind
F G
If I got my hopes too high
C F
This is no easy kind of life
Dm F G
Here in my mind's eye, touch me real as daytime
C
I can't keep from trying
No place to run for a girl like me
D
I want to burn like August, shine like gold dust
G
Where everyday living can't hold me
F G
If I got my hopes too high
C F
This is no easy kind of life
Dm F G
See in my mind's eye, touch me real as daytime
C
I can't keep from trying
C
So when I reach for you from some way down place
Don't be a stranger who won't show his face
D
I got no promise, but these words I say
G
I carry you, you carry me
F G
If I got my hopes too high
C F
This is no easy kind of life
Dm F G
See in my mind's eye, touch me real as daytime
C
I can't keep from trying
Dm F G
I see it in my mind's eye, touch me real as daytime
C
I can't keep from trying