Daniel Bedingfield - Honest questions

C^Fan you see ^DmThe honest questions in my h^Bbeart this hour ^CI am opening l^Bbike a flower ^FTo the rain ^DmAnd do you know the silent ^Bbsorrows of a ^CNever en^Bbding journey thr^Fough the pain Do you s^Dmee a brighter d^Cay for me An^Bbother day C A day Do you w^Dmonder whats in st^Core for me The cu^Bbre for me The w^Cay Oh look d^Dmown and see the te^Cars I've cried The l^Bbives I've lived The de^Faths I've died Would you d^Ebie them too And a^Dll for me

I will p^Gmour the water do^Dwn upon a thi^Ebrsty barron la^Fnd And streams will f^Eblow From the d^Bbust of your bru^Dised and broken soul And you will g^Gmrow like the gr^Dass Upon the fe^Ebrtile plains of As^Fia by the strea^Ebms Of living wa^Bbter you will gr^Dow Oh.. you will g^Gmrow