In my rear view

I watch you

watch ing the twi light be hind the tel e phone lines with noth ing to prove or to as sume.

Just think ing that your thoughts are dif f’rent than mine.

In my rear (E)view

I watch you.

And I gave you your life, but you give me mine.

I see you slow ly swim a way as the light is leav ing town to a (F#m)place that I can’t be, but there’s (A)no a pol o gies.

Just go on,

just go (E)on.

There’s (B)still so man y things I (A)wan na say to you, but go on,

just go (E)on.

We’re bound by blood that’s mov ing from the (A)mo ment that we start,

from the mo ment that we start.

I see your per fect lit tle eyes

watch the (Bm)shad ows of the clouds on the (F#m)sur face of the o cean out the win dow of the plane.

I get (E)nerv ous when I fly; I’m used to (Bm)walk ing with my feet.

Tur bu (F#m)lence is like a sigh that I can’t (A)help but o ver think.

What is the (E)pur pose of my life if it (Bm)does n’t have to do with learn ing to let it go?

Live vi (A)car i ous ly through (E)you could do the same; it’s the (Bm)least you could do.

’Cause it’s a lone ly lit tle chain

if you (A)don’t add to it.

So go on, (A)mo ment that we start.

Just go on,

just go (E)on.

There’s (B)still so man y things I (A)want to say to you.

Just go on,

just go (E)on.

We’re bound by blood that’s mov ing from the (A)mo ment that we start,

from the mo ment that we start.