Breathe Faith Hill {sot a - G - C - G - a - G - C ~ {eot 1.[a] I can feel the m[G]agic floating i[C]n the a[G]ir, a G C ~ being with you gets me that way. [a] I watch the s[G]unlight dance acr[C]oss your f[G]ace and I've [a] never b[C]een this swept aw[D]ay. 2. [a] All my thoughts just s[G]eem to settle o[C]n the br[G]eeze, a G C ~ when I'm lying wrapped up in your arms. The wh[a]ole world just f[G]ades away, the o[C]nly thing I h[G]ear, I h[a]ear, is the b[C]eating of your h[D]eart. [G] (gitaartabs.nl)