| C | A# | |
| Watchin' a stretch of road, | miles of light explode |
| F | A# | |
| driftin' off a thing I'd never | done before |
| C | A# | |
| Watchin' a crowd roll in, | out go the lights it begins |
| F | A# | |
| a feelin' in my bones I never | felt before |
| D | C | F | A# | |
| People always t | old, that b | ars are dark and lon | ely |
| C | F | |
| and talk is often | cheap and filled with a | ir |
| D | C | F | A# | |
| Sure sometimes they t | hrill, but no | thin' could ever c | hill |
| C | F | |
| like the way they make the t | ime just disappe | ar |
| C | A# | |
| Feelin' you are here again, | hot on my skin again |
| F | A# | |
| feelin good a thing, I'd never | known before |
| C | A# | |
| what does it mean to feel, m | illions of dreams come real |
| F | A# | |
| a feelin' in my soul, I'd never f | elt before mmm |
| D | C | F | A# | |
| And you always t | old, no m | atter how long it h | olds |
| C | F | |
| if it falls apartor makes us mi | llonaires |
| D | C | F | A# | |
| You'll be right here f | orever, we'll go t | hru this thing toge | ther |
| C | F | |
| and on heaven's golden s | hore we'll lay our head | s |
| Any suggestions welcome. |