Chords for Sean Rowe - Flying - Live at Tainted Blue Studios

that I wrote this is called Flying. _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ [A] _ _ [F#] _ _ [A] _ _
[A] _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ [Bm] _ _ There was a [A] time I could not cry, [F#m] but that has left me now.
For seven [D] years I could not dream, but now [Bm] that's done.
_ There were [A] songs I could not sing, words [F#m] I could not know.
Oh, but [D] they found me on a bridge and they broke [Bm] my heart.
[D] _ _ [A] _ _
There was a way I used to talk I [F#m] cannot recognize.
Now [D] my language cannot give me what I [Bm] need.
Then [A] I tore it from my Bible and [D] I kept it from [F#m] my God.
[A] I would not lose to junkies [D] on the street. _
[A] It hit [F#m] me so hard I could [D] not see.
That [A] shot was only meant for me.
And [F#m] all the faces that I knew, [B] they were lying.
_ [F#m] When the hard road went back to sand, [A] and with the wheels still in my hands,
[F#m] I built a highway out of dust [Bm] and I was flying.
[D] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ [Bm] _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ [B] _ [Bm] _ There [A] was a time I could not cry, but that [F#m] has left me now.
For [D] seven years I could not dream, but [B] now that's [Bm] done.
There [A] was a way I used to talk I [F#m] cannot recognize.
Now [D] my language cannot give me [B] what I need.
[Bm] _ Then I tore it from [C#] my Bible and [D] I kept it from [F#m] my God.
[A] I would not lose to junkies on [D] the street.
[F#m] It hit me so hard I could [D] not see.
That shot [A] was only meant for me.
And all [F#] the faces that I knew, they were [Bm] lying.
_ When the [F#m] hard road went back [D] to sand, and with the [A] wheels still in my hands,
I [F#m] built a highway [D] out of dust and I [B] was flying.
[D] _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
Thank you.
[A#] Thank you.
Thank you so much. _