B B/C# G#m F# E B F# [Verse 1]B B/C# Come along with me, let’s try everythingG#m F# Heaven knows this year’s been awfulE B F# And when we get dizzy we’ll lock up and we’ll sleep it off now inside my carB B/C# Because another couple weeks will leave a hole in meG#m F# I can feel it is growing alreadyE B F# If it’s true what they say about distance I think I could use some more [Pre-Chorus]C#m E F# I’ve got a feeling if I don’t get a grip I will slip and fall completely underC#m E F# I need a reason and I hope it’s legit to sing loud and from the heart [Chorus]G#m F# B E Because somewhere out there I see blue skies clear of the stormG#m F# B E Where the road is calling and it’s everything we’ve been waiting forG#m F# B E G#m I know it’s somewhere out there I’ll continue hopelessly looking for that sparkF# B B/C# G#m F# E B F# Cause I have gotten pretty used to the dark [Verse 2]B B/C# The way down is way too hard to findG#m F# I know it’s somewhere out thereE But I can’t remember anythingF# It’s just echoes and noise to me [Pre-Chorus]C#m E F# I’ve got a feeling if I don’t get a grip I will slip and fall completely underC#m E F# I need a reason and I hope it’s legit to sing loud and from the heart [Chorus]G#m F# B E Because somewhere out there I see blue skies clear of the stormG#m F# B E Where the road is calling and it’s everything we’ve been waiting forG#m F# B E G#m I know it’s somewhere out there I’ll continue hopelessly looking for that sparkF# B B/C# G#m F# E B E F# Cause I have gotten pretty used to the dark [Bridge]B F# G#m F# E Why’s it always on a Sunday when I feel it kick my soulB E How many hours until the next oneF# B The count starts to take its tollF# G#m F# E And if I see you in the morning I’ll do my best to make you smileB E F# B B/C# G#m F# E B F# And feel the fever when I hold you because I might be gone for awhile [Chorus]G#m F# B E Because somewhere out there I see blue skies clear of the stormG#m F# B E Where the road is calling and it’s everything we’ve been waiting forG#m F# B E G#m I know it’s somewhere out there I’ll continue hopelessly looking for that sparkF# B Cause I have gotten pretty used to the dark
Golden Days
Mayday Parade
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