Trisha Yearwood

You ^D fight for every ^G breath,
Caught w ^D ithout a ship in this s ^A ea of neglect,
The o ^D ne you swore to l ^G ove is pulling you d ^D own,
You're in over your h ^G ead,
^D Chilled to the bone by the w ^A aters you tread,
^D Chart a course to l ^G and before you d ^D rown,
(chorus)
Swim to the n ^G earest distant s ^A hore,
There's only so m ^D uch your heart can e ^G ndure,
You gave it your b ^A est forgive yourself,
You can't hold on a ^D nymore,
It's not as ^G far as it might s ^A eem,
Now it's time to l ^D et go of old dr ^G eams,
Every heart for i ^A tself,
Swim to the nearest distant s ^D hore,
(verse 2)
^D He said for you he'd c ^G hange,
The ^D he let you down and watched y ^A ou take the blame,
You're t ^D rapped between his l ^G ies and the great u ^D nknown,
You vowed you would not fa ^G il,
But t ^D his ain't success it's a l ^A iving hell,
There's n ^D othing left to l ^G ose,
You're already a ^D lone,
(chorus)
Swim to the n ^G earest distant s ^A hore,
There's only so m ^D uch your heart can e ^G ndure,
You gave it your b ^A est forgive yourself,
You can't hold on a ^D nymore,
It's not as ^G far as it might s ^A eem,
Now it's time to l ^D et go of old dr ^G eams,
Every heart for i ^A tself,
Swim to the nearest distant s ^D hore,
Every heart for i ^A tself swim,
To the nearest distant ^D shore ^{C - D}