(E)Who’s to say

what’s im pos si ble?

But (F#m)they for got

this world keeps spin nin’.

And with (E)each new day

I can feel a change in (F#m)ev ’ry thing.

And as the sur face breaks, re (E)flec tions fade.

But in some ways ’ry they re (F#m)main the same.

And as my mind be gins to I be (E)spread its wings,

there’s no stop ping cu ri (F#m)os i ty.

I wan na turn the whole thing (E)up side (F#m)down.

I’ll find the (B)things they say just (E)can’t be found.

I’ll share this (B)love I find with (E)ev ’ry one.

We’ll sing and (B)dance to Moth er (E)Na ture’s songs.

I don’t want this (B)feel in’ to go a way.

This world keeps (B)spin nin’ and there’s (G#m7)no

time to waste.

Well, it all

keeps (A)spin nin’, spin nin’, (B)round and round and (E)up side (F#m)down.

Who’s to say what’s (B)im pos si ble and (E)can’t be found?

I don’t want this (B)feel in’ to go a way.

Please don’t go a way.

Please don’t go a way.

Please don’t go a way.

Is (A)this how it’s sup (F#m)posed to be?

Is (F#m)this how it’s sup (A)posed to be?