We C ll I heard you crying Am
Som F ebody stole my soul. G
How C could I be dying? Am
I turned 25, da F ys ago. G
We're all
O C n the ground,
Cr Bb ying out.
Someb Am ody save me please. G
I won't sit a C round just thinking abou Bb t,
The troubles Am that tomorrow brings G
Yeah
::Chorus
I'm dying C to be ali F ve, ye Eb ah. Bb
I'm dying C to be aliv F e, ye Eb ah. Bb
Le C ts not go through our F lives. Eb
Wit Bb hout just dying to C be alive. F Eb
Yea Bb h.
The people C you've touched,
The way Am you've touched them
I ho F pe they've touched you too. G
'Cause in th C is life,
It's ha Am rd to tell.
What is false an F d what is true. G
We're all
O C n the ground,
Cr Bb ying out.
Someb Am ody save me please. G
I won't sit a C round just thinking abou Bb t,
The troubles Am that tomorrow brings G
Yeah
::Chorus
I'm dying C to be ali F ve, ye Eb ah. Bb
Not trying C to just s F urvive y Eb eah Bb
Le C ts not go through our F lives. Eb
Wit Bb hout just dying to C be alive. F Eb
Yea Bb h.
And we all co Am me, F
Tumbling C down. G
No matter how stro Am ng, F
We all return C to the ground G
Another day gon Am e, F
A day closer to C fate. F
And soon Am we'll find it's
A litt F le bit too l G ate.
N Am a Na Na-na
Na Na Na-na F
Na Na Na-na C Na
Na Na G Na-na
Am Na Na Na-na
N F a Na Na C -na na G
The thing C s you see,
The way Am you see them.
Will never b F een seen again G
To go C through life,
Liv Am in' on luck.
Bett F ing ten thousand to ten. G
Yeah
Mistak C es I've made
Am In this life.
I ca F n't say why or when. G
But the thing that C 's strange is
Yo Am u only live once.
F I'll never look back again. G
C I'm dying F to be Eb alive, Bb yeah.
Not trying C to just s F urvive y Eb eah Bb
C Lets not go through ou F r lives. Eb
Wit Bb hout just dying to C be alive. F Eb
Yea Bb h.
C I'm dying F to be Eb alive, Bb yeah.
Not trying C to just s F urvive y Eb eah Bb
Le C ts not go through our F lives. Eb
Wit Bb hout just dying to C be alive. F Eb
Yea Bb h.
And we all co Am me, F
Tumbling C down. G
No matter h Am ow stro F ng,
We all re C turn to the ground. G
. Am F
In the days to come
you'll say C "why did i wai G t?"
C Am an't just leave your
L F ife to fate.
Gotta turn C it 'round
Before it's too l G ate.
Hanson
