| Bb | C | Am | |
| Touch the fingers of my h | and, and I wonder if it's | me |
| Bb | C | Am | |
| Holding on and on to | theories of prosperity, s | omeone who can promise me |
| Bb | |
| I believe in | me |
| Tomorrow I was nothing, yesterday I'll be |
| Time has fooled me into thinking it's a part of me |
| Nothing in this room but empty space |
| No me, no world, no mind, no face |
| Bb | C | Am | |
| Touch the fingers of my h | and and tell me if it's | me |
| Bb | C | Am | |
| Holding on and on to l | ove, what else is real, a rel | igion that appeals to me, oh |
| Bb | |
| I believe in | me |
| F | Bb | F | Bb | F | |
| Can you t | urn me o | ff for just a s | econd, ple | ase |
| Gm | Bb | |
| Turn me | into something f | aceless, weightless, mindless, homeless, vacuum state of peace |
| On and on and on and on and on and on and on and on, I believe in me (Play twice) |
| Wait for me, I'm nothing on my own |
| I'm willing to go on, but not alone, not now |
| I'm so aware of everything, but nothing seems for real and |
| As long as you're in front of me then I'll |
| Bb | C | Am | |
| I Watch the fingers of our h | ands, and I'm grateful that it's | me |
| Bb | C | Am | |
| Holding on and on and | on and on and on and on and | on and on and on and on |
| Bb | |
| I believe in | me |
| I'm willing to go on, but not alone, not now... |
| I'm so aware of everything... |