Some times, I (Cmaj7)feel the fear of the un (Em)cer tain ty sting ing clear.

And I can’t (Cmaj7)help but ask my self how (A7)much I’ll (Em)let the fear take the wheel and (Cmaj7)steer.

It’s driv en me be (A7)fore

and it seems to have a vague

(A7)haunt ing mass ap peal.

But late ly (A7)I’m

be gin ning to find that I

should be the (A7)one be hind the wheel.

What ev er (Em7)to mor row brings, I’ll be there

with (Em7)o pen arms and o pen eyes, (A7)yeah!

What ev er (Em7)to mor row brings, I’ll be there,

(Em7)I’ll be there.

So, if I

de (Cmaj7)cide to waiv er my (A7)chance to (Em)be one of the hive,

will I choose (Cmaj7)wa ter o ver wine and (A7)hold my (Em)own and drive, ah, (Em7)ah, ah, (Cmaj7)ah, oh?

It’s driv en me be (A7)fore

and it seems to be the way

that ev ’ry (A7)one else gets a round.

Late ly (A7)I’m

be gin ning to find that when I drive my (A7)self, my light is found.

Would you (A7)choose

wa ter o ver wine,

(A7)hold the wheel and drive?

What ev er (Em7)to mor (Cmaj7)- row brings, I’ll be there

with (Em7)o pen arms and o pen eyes, (A7)yeah!

What ev er (Em7)to mor (Cmaj7)- row brings, I’ll be there,

(Em7)I’ll be there.

(Em7)Do, do, do, do, do, do, (A7)do, do, do, do, do,

(Em7)bom, bom, bom, do, do, do, do, do.

(Em7)Do, do, do, do, do, do, (A7)do, do, do, do, do,

(Em7)bom, bom, bom bom bom.