Bleachers - Wild heart

^CThey closed the parkway late last night ^Amand as I sat with the echoes of the l^Dies that I told I felt^C young never cha^Amnged A crooked he^Cart S^Co I put the shotgun back in the glo^Amve C'mon and wait another year for a dr^Deam far way ^CTo come home to be br^Amave

^CWell Everything has cha^Gnged ^CAnd it's only you that m^Amatters

I will f^Cind any way^G to your wild h^Ameart Verse 2 ^CThey boarded up the Windows and the doors to my house ^AmNo one would ever read the letters Of the li^Des that I told From the ye^Cars I was ^Amchanged A crooked he^Cart ^CWhy did they have to go and do us li^Amke that? ^CWhy they have to and run from a dr^Deam far way? I'll be^C there This I ^Gpray

^CTo think everything must ^Gdie ^CFor anyone to m^Amatter

Got to find^C Any wa^Gy to your wild ^Amheart I will find^C any wa^Gy to your wild ^Amheart I will find^C any wa^Gy to your wild ^Amheart

^CWell everything has cha^Gnged ^CAnd now I can't tell what ma^Amtters

I will fin^Cd any w^Gay to your wild^Am heart ^GYour wild he^Amart^{C G}Your wild he^Amart^{C G}Your wild he^Amart^{C G}Your wild he^Cart