Tom: A
Introdução:
Am C G
In my left hand, there is a familiar
Am C G
In my right hand, there's a great unknown
Am C G
I can see those madly different grasses
Am C G
That I'm drawn to, Friday nights at home
F C Am G
Don't listen to your friends see the despair behind their eyes
F C Am G
Don't listen to your friends they really care and want to know why
F
I can feel the draw
C Am G
I can feel it pulling me back, It's pulling me back, It's pulling me
I can feel the draw
C Am G
I can feel it pulling me back, It's pulling me back, It's pulling me
Am
Are you drifting?
C G
Way beyond whats wrong
Am C G
Cause only I hear the words that they can't say
Am C G
When you go home everything looks different
Am C G
And your scared of being left behind
F C Am G
Don't listen to your friends trust that their fair, look in their eyes
F C Am G
Don't listen to your friends they only care and hope you're alright
F C Am G
I can feel the draw, the draw, the draw, the draw
F C Am G
I can feel the draw, the draw, the draw, the draw
F
I can feel the draw
C Am G
I can feel it's pulling me back, It's pulling me