Tom: B
Introdução:
F# B
I've seen people holding on to nothing
F# B
Broken dreams and broken cords
F# B
Running on empty, losing sleep, oh
F# B
It's true I've earned these cracks upon my feet
F# B
Walk away from all that you know
F# B
Walk away and hold your own
F# B
Walk away and hold your own
F# B
And I've seen people holding on to something
F# B
Smiling with no place to call home
F# B
In you I see something so familiar, uh
F# B
My dear friend, so nice to have you home
And this all seems unreal
F# B
Walk away from all that you know
F# B
Walk away and hold your own
F# B
Walk away from all that you know
F# B
Walk away and hold your own
When you bow your head and wonder
F# B
I've seen people holding on to nothing
Walk away
F# B
I've seen people holding on to something
Walk away from all that you know
F# B
I've seen people holding on to nothing
Walk away and hold your own
F# B
I've seen people holding on to something
F# B
Walk away and hold your own
F# B
And I've seen people holding on to something