U2

^E Something ^A2 is about to ^E give
^A2 I can feel it ^E coming
^A2 I think I know what it ^E means
^A2 I’m not afraid to ^E die
^A2 I’m not afraid to ^E live
^A2 And when I’m ^E flat on my back
^A2 I hope to feel like I ^E did ^A2

’Cause ^A hardness, it sets in
You need some pro ^C#mi tection
The thinner the ^A skin

^E I want you to ^A know
That ^C#mi you don’t need me ^Aadd9 anymore ^E
I want you to ^A know
You don’t need ^C#mi anyone, anything at ^Aadd9 all

^E5 Who’s to say where the wind will take you
^H5 Who’s to know what it is will break you
^A5 I don’t know which way the wind will blow
^E5 Who’s to know when the time has come around
^H5 Don’t wanna see you ^A5 cry
I know that this is not goodbye <sup>E

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In ^E summer I can taste the ^A2 salt in the sea
There’s a ^E kite blowing out of control ^A2 on a breeze
I ^E wonder what’s gonna ^A2 happen to you
You ^E wonder what has happened to ^A2 me

^{A C#mi A}

I’m a ^E5 man ^H5
I’m not a ^A5 child
A ^E5 man who ^H5 sees
The ^A5 shadow behind your eyes

^E5 Who’s to say where the wind will take you
^H5 Who’s to know what it is will break you
^A5 I don’t know where the wind will blow
^E5 Who’s to know when the time has come around
^H5 I don’t want to see you ^A5 cry
I know that this is not good ^E bye

^{A2 E A2}

Did I ^E waste it?
^A2 Not so much I couldn’t ^E taste it
^A2 Life should be ^E fragrant
^A2 Rooftop to the ^E basement
^A2 The last of the ^E rock stars
^A2 When hip-hop drove the ^E big cars
^A2 In the time when new ^E media
^A2 Was the big i ^E dea
^A2 That was the big i ^E dea

^{A2 E A2 E}