(B)Liv ing on my (C#m)own,

think ing for my (Amaj7)self;

cas tles in the sand,

tem po rar y wealth.

The walls are fall ing down,

the storms are clos ing in.

Tears have filled my eyes, here I am a gain.

And I’ve held

out as long

as I can.

Now I’m let ting go and hold ing out my hand.

Dad dy, here I am a gain.

Will You (E)take me back to night?

I went and made the world my friend,

and it (E)left me high and dry.

I (Amaj7)drag Your name back through the mud that You first found me in.

Not (Amaj7)wor thy to be called Your son, is this to be my end?

Dad dy, here I am,

here I

am a gain.

(B)Curse this morn ing sun!

Drags me in to one more day

of reap ing what I’ve sown,

of liv ing with my shame.

Wel come to my world and the life that I have made,

where one day you’re a prince,

the next day you’re a slave.

(B)And I’ve held

(B)And I’ve held

out as long

as I can.

Now I’m let ting go and hold ing out my hand.

Dad dy, here I am a gain.

Will You (E)take me back to night?

I went and made the world (Amaj7)my friend,

and it (E)left me high and dry.

I (Amaj7)drag Your name back through the mud that You first found me in.

Not (Amaj7)wor thy to be called Your son, is this to be my end?

Dad dy, here I am,

here I

am a gain.