Higher Ways Steven Curtis Chapman By Steven Curtis Chapman 1. I[G]f I could only fly[EM] I'd go up [D]and look down from [G]the sky, so I[C] could see [G]the bigger picture. An[D]d Lord if I could sit w[G]ith you [EM] at your feet[D], for an hour [G]or two, I'[C]m sure I'd ask too man[G]y qu[D]estions. Cause there's so much goin[C]g on[D] down he[C]re, th[D]at I [G] [C] mus[G]t confess I just don'[C]t understand; I don't und[D]erstand. But I have praye[G]d, and at your feet my whole live has b (christianguitar.org)