Tom: A4 A4 A4 I can't breathe anymore Why that is I'm not sure G4 I've got my feet on the ground In fact I'm flat on the floor A4 My direction is lost I should pause to take stock G4 It's a new one on me To even dream that you're free A4 It's a tale without an end But the end is there for all to see G4 And if the end weren't so real Coming around and 'round again on me A4 I guess it's all about my pride I want to be there if it kills G4 But with or without God on my side I know that I really will (Toque com acordes cheios) A G A A G A B A B B A B A G A A G A