^C My daughter tries to draw a butterfly With her c^G/Brayons and crooked lines And she's cr^Amying cause she just can't get it r^Fight^G/B So I w^Crap her tiny hand in mine To g^G/Buide her with her heart's design And she sm^Amiles as her dreams take fl^Bbight ^C ^G Perhaps that's ^F/Ahow it is on this l^Fabyrinth ro^Gad ^G/D ^C I just ne^Fed to let Him gu^F/Aide my s^Goul ^G/B

^CGod writes straight with crooked lines He t^Fakes the mess we m^Cake in life ^G/B T^Amurns our gro^D5aning into perfect ^Grhym^G/Be ^E7Hidden by the v^Ameil of time The w^Fisdom of His l^Cove's design ^Dm9God writes stra^Fmaj7ight with crooked line^Cs ^G ^G/B ^C

^CI've had days as dark as smoke When it h^G/Burt too much to hope And it fe^Amlt like the pain would never en^Fd ^G ^CSearching for answers but finding jokes ^G/BLimping along the win^E7ding road ^AmCertain He left me all al^Bbone ^G/D ^C ^G When it's ^Fhard to trust that th^Dm7ere's a greater plan^G ^Am Like a c^Bbhild I've got to just ^F/Ahold His ha^Gnd

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It's h^Gard to s^Fee the pi^Dm7cture When we've got our h^Gead to the g^C/Eround^G/D ^C But the vi^Bbsion is per^Cfect From He^Faven loo^Gking d^Cow^G/Bn ^Em7There's ^Ga re^Fason for every d^Em/Betour And ^Em/Gevery sca^A7r ^A His m^Dmercy has alw^Gays be^Fen ^D/F#Written in the s^Gtars

^CGod writes straight with crooked lines He t^Fakes the mess we m^Cake in life ^G/B T^Amurns our gro^D5aning into perfect ^Grhym^G/Be ^E7Hidden by the v^Ameil of time The w^Fisdom of His l^Cove's design ^Dm9God writes st^Fmaj7raight with crooked li^Cnes ^D ^DmGod wr^C/Eites stra^Fight with c^Grooked li^Cnes ^F ^C

Corrinne May - Crooked lines