Incubus

^C-G/B-Bb-G I fly/
^C-G/B-Bb-G I soar/
^C-G/B-Bb-G this I adore.
CHORUS-
^A & then like a lo ^Ab comotive
the sound of your sorro ^C#m w comes. I'm tired of the way it fe ^A els
I only apo ^F#m logized to you to make you feel better
But I think ^A I've outgrown that horse ^B hair sweater.
^C#m I'd rather be alon ^A e
you're ‘bout as reliable ^F#m as paper shoes in bad weathers,
but pa ^A in will roll off like water o ^B n feather.
^C-G/B-Bb-G You'd fly/
^C-G/B-Bb-G
REPEat-chorus
adlib-C#m-A-F#m-G#-B
you'd soar.