Waiting for my boy to come back to me

WAITING FOR MY BOY TO COME BACK TO ME (E A D G B E, capo 1)

When will my boy come back to me? I don’t know if I’ll ever go back to sleep. The moon is white as snow tonight. He is out there, I’m stuck inside. And all I have are memories. When will he come back to me?

 

The night is cold but my window is open. It helps me feel just a little closer. On the wind drifts a lonely song. The candle won’t stay lit for long. And all I have is this view. Will he wait for me, too?

 

And when I cross that broken line. When the horizon fills with light. Morning comes and I haven’t slept. I’m mourning things that haven’t happened yet. I’m crying over things that haven’t happened yet.

 

Can I spend another day with my boy so far away? Sitting by the window just waiting for him to come home. I’m waiting for you to come home. I just need you to come home.

Like trees

LIKE TREES (E A D F G E)

Blow like trees out the window. Today you have seen it all.

Wherever you were. Whatever you did. Whoever you are.

The sky is grey but they say it will clear.

Let me stay

LET ME STAY (E A D G B E)

Wind at my back, sun on my face. Let me stay, let me stay. Wondering what I will become today. Open the doors. Into the trees. Let me leave, let me leave. I know it’s right here but it’s hard to believe. I hold out my hands and it’s just out of reach.

 

Wind at my back, sun on my face. Pull me away, pull me away. Let me let the pieces fall into place. Open the doors. Open the windows. Hold me close, hold me close. I looked to the sky and I saw a ghost. I opened my eyes to what matters the most. Let me stay, let me stay. Let me let the pieces fall into place. Hold me close. Pull me away. Let me stay, let me stay. Let me stay.

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If I knew a little

IF I KNEW A LITTLE (E A D G B E)

If I knew a little of anything where would that get me? Where would I be?

If I knew a little of the light what would I know about the shadows?

If I knew a little of the wind what would I know about stillness?

If I knew a little of the sky what would I know of the dirt and the grass?

If I knew a little about leaving would I feel more at home?

If I knew a little about the evening what would I know about sunrise?

If I knew a little about returning could I leave without looking back?

 

If I knew a little about patience would I know exactly what to do?

If I knew a little about falling would I fly like a bird?

If I knew a little about letting go would I stand like a tree?

If I knew a little.

It was powerful and we felt it

IT WAS POWERFUL AND WE FELT IT (E A D G B E)

We couldn’t say why. But we were sure it was. We didn’t know how but it was.

We didn’t have the words. Or the understanding. But it was powerful and we felt it.

 

Something in the wind. How it blew across the water. And the light came gushing down. So clear.

And the mountains in the distance. How they floated in the sky. And we both turned each other at the same time.

 

We couldn’t say why. But we were sure it was. We didn’t know how but it was.

We didn’t have the words. Or the understanding. But it was powerful.

We felt it.

High on the mountain

HIGH ON THE MOUNTAIN (E A D G B E)

High on the mountain where nobody has been.  You can see all around three hundred sixty degrees. You can see every path. You can sing every note. There is nothing to hear. There is nowhere to go.

 

High on the mountain where the bells ring clear. You’ve been looking for something that’s always been here. It’s a path you can’t map. It’s a note you can’t score. Why did I climb out the window just to walk through the door?

Just to walk through the door.

 

High on the mountain. Yellow, green and blue. Where every river and rock looks exactly like you. With ocean above and the clouds below. Why did I travel so far only to find myself home?

Think about love

THINK ABOUT LOVE (E A D G B E, capo 1)

Will we make it to the mountains? I don’t know how I will find you. Whisper softly. I will hear it. Let the wind carry us both.

 

Will we make it before sunset? I don’t know how long we have. Follow stillness, quiet and softness. Sometimes I just lose my way.

 

So, think about love. Something we can both hang on to. Think about love. Somewhere I can run to.

 

Will we make it to the mountains? I don’t know where you will be. I follow rivers, trails and whispers. Wind just blows straight through me sometimes.

 

So, will we make it to the sunrise? Where the birds sing ancient songs and angels dance above the water. Meet there, I won’t be long.

And think about love. Somewhere we can stay together. Think about love. It’s always getting better.

Think about love. Think about love.

What will I find?

WHAT WILL I FIND? (E A D G B E)

 

Did I forget? Did I never know. What is that song you sang me so long ago?

The sun is bright. The sky is cloudless. I sat on the grass and I was reminded.

 

When I go back what will I find? Will the song have changed or will I?

When I go back how will it feel? Time is like swimming in a cool stream.

 

When the grass dries under the blue skies. When the birds sing what will I find?

Where did you come from, stranger?

WHERE DID YOU COME FROM, STRANGER? (E A D G B E)

 Where did you come from? Stranger, alien.

Now I’m only getting older these days. So I spend each moment carefully. Or, at least, I try.

 

Where are you going? Sunlight, moonlight.

Now I’ve got less time than I ever have. But it means so much more to me now that it ever has.

 

Where did you come from? Where are you going? Where did you come from?

 

Now I’m only getting further away. If I turn around or stand upside down I know that I can stay.