Nerina Pallot

^C Go ^Am od ^Em days, bad days, I've had a few of those,
^C Sa ^Am me ^Em old story -I know how this song goes,
^Dm At ^C le ^G ast I did, but now I'm not so sure,
^Dm Not ^C hi ^G ng's in its place, nothing's certain anymore,
Birds fly, trees sway, why can't I be like that?
Happy knowing what I am, in fact and leaving be?
But truth has been obscured,
I am only human and I'm always wanting...more.
^C Oh ^Dm , t ^G he world is a place and they say it's on our side,
^C Bu ^Dm t I ^G wonder, is there comfort in those moments when we die?
^Am Now ^G# I ^Fm see ^G , Mr. King, this was in the books you gave me,
^Am Whi ^G# ch ^Fm I r ^G ead, disbelieving, thinking poets are depressed,
^Am Oh, ^G# Mr ^Fm . K ^G in ^C g, I have changed, I confess.
^{C Am Em}