E _ _ _ _
F#m _ _ _ _ .
C#m _ _ _ _
A _ _
Am _ _ .
E _ I wonder if I'm being
F#m real, do I speak my truth
C#m or do I fail to how I feel.
I wonder, wouldn't it be
A nice to live inside a world that isn't black and
E white.
I wonder what it's like to be my
C#m friends, hope that they don't think I'll forget about them.
I wonder, I
A wonder.
Right
E before I close my
F#m eyes, the only thing that on my
C#m mind.
Been dreaming that you'd be there
A too.
I wonder what it's like to be
E loved by.
What _ _
F#m _ _ _
F# _ .
C#m _ _ _ _ _ it's like to be
E loved by.
I wonder why I'm so
F#m afraid of saying something wrong I never said I was a
C#m saint.
I wonder when I cry
A into my hands, I'm conditioned to feel like it makes me less of a man.
E And I wonder if someday you'll be by my
F#m side and tell me that the world will end up
E alright.
C#m I wonder,
A I
Am wonder.
E Right before I close my
F#m eyes, the only thing that on my
C#m mind.
Been dreaming that you'd be there
A too.
I wonder what it's like to be
E loved.
_ _
G#m _
F#m _ _ _ _ .
C#m _ _ _ _
A _ _ _ _ .
E _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
F#m _ _ _ _
C#m _ _ _ _ .
A _ _ _
Am E Like to be loved by you.
Like
F#m _ _ _ _
C#m to be loved _ _ .
A _ _ _ _ _
E _ _ .
by
B me.
F#m It's _
C#m _ _ _
A you.
_ _ _
E _ _
N _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .