Bette Midler - From a distance

From a d^Gistance the w^Corld looks b^Dlue and gr^Geen, C D G ( C,D) and the snow-capped mountains white. From a d^Gistance the ^Cocean m^Deets the st^Gream, and the e^Cagle t^Dakes to fli^Gght.

From a dis^Ctance, t^Dhere is h^Emarmony, and it e^Cchoes thr^Gough the lan^Dd. It's the vo^Cice of h^Gope, it's the ^Cvoice of pe^Gace, C D G, C pause it's the voice of every man.

From a ^Gdistance we^C all ha^Dve en^Gough, and n^Co one ^Dis in n^Geed. ^C

^GAnd there a^Cre no guns, ^Dno bom^Embs, and no disease, ^Cno hungry m^Douths to fe^Ged.

From a d^Cistance w^De are inst^Emruments marching ^Cin a ^Gcommon ba^Dnd. Playing s^Congs of h^Gope, playing son^Cgs of p^Geace. They're the s^Congs of ^Devery ^Gman.

God is wat^Cching u^Ds. God is w^Gatching ^Emus. God is w^Catching us from ^Da dis^Gtance.

From a^G distance ^Cyou look ^Dlike my fri^Gend, even th^Cough we^D are at w^Gar. ^C From a d^Gistance ^CI just cannot ^Dcompre^Emhend C D G, C(pause) what all this fighting is for.

From a d^Gistance t^Dhere is ^Emharmony, and it ^Cechoes thr^Gough the la^Dnd. And it's the ^Chope of ho^Gpes, it's the l^Cove of lo^Gves, it's the h^Ceart of eve^Dry ^Emman. It's the ^Chope of h^Gopes, it's the ^Clove of l^Goves. This is the ^Csong of ^Devery m^Gan. And God is ^Cwatching ^Dus, God is ^Gwatching ^Emus, God is w^Catching us ^D from a d^Gistance. Oh, God is ^Cwatching ^Dus, God is^G watch^Eming. God is ^Cwatching us^D from a ^Gdistance.