Bleachers - Wild heart

^GThey closed the parkway late last night And as I sat with the echoes of ^Clies that I told I felt young never ^Dchange my crooked heart ^GSo put your shotgun back in the glove I'm only waiting another year for the ^Cdream far away To come home to be brave ^D

Well e^Cverything has cha^Dnged and now it's ^Emonly you that ^Gmatters I will fin^Cd anywa^Dy to your wild ^Gheart

^GThey boarded up the windows and the doors to my house No one will ever read the letters of the ^Clies that I told From the years I was chang^Ded my crooked hearts ^GWhy did they have to go and do us like that Why did they have to go and run from a dr^Ceam far away We'll be there was that grave?^D To think ^Ceverything must ^Ddie for ^Emanyone to ^Gmatter Got to ^Cfind any^Dway to your wild ^Gheart I will ^Cfind any^Dway to your wild ^Gheart I will ^Cfind any^Dway Now ^Ceverything has ^Dchanged and ^EmI can't tell what ^Gmatters I will ^Cfind any^Dway to your wild ^Gheart ^GYour wild heart [x8]