David Wilcox (US) - Hold it up to the light

It's the c^Choice of a l^Gife-time, I'm a^Emlmost s^Gure I will ^Cnot live my ^Glife in-be^Ctween anym^Dore If I ^Ccan't be for ^Gcertain of ^Emall that's in ^Gstore ^CThis far it ^Gfeels so ^Dright I will ^Chold it ^Gup H^Gold it up to the l^Cight ^CHold it up to the l^Gight ^{D D}Hold it u^Cp to the ligh^Gt G Em G C G D

The search^C for my futu^Gre has brought ^Emme here^G This is^C more than I^G'd hoped f^Cor, but so^Dmetimes I fear That ^Cthe choice I ^Gwas made f^Emor will someday ^Gappear ^CAnd I'll be too ^Glate for that fli^Dght So hold^C it up -^G hold it up to the light^C, ^GHold it up to the ligh^Ct, hold it up to th^Ge light G Em G C G D

^CIt's too late, to be stopped at the cr^Gossroads Each life^C here, each ^Gpossible way ^{Em G} But w^Cait, and they^G all will b^Eme lost roads ^{G C}Each road’s ^Ggrowing s^Dhorter the longer I stay G Em G C G D

Now as so^Con as I'm mo^Gving, my choice^Em is goo^Gd ^CThis way comes^G through right ^Dwhere I prayed that it w^Gould If I ^Ckeep my eyes ^Gopen and lo^Emok where I sho^Guld ^CSomehow all ^Gof the si^Dgns are in sight If I ho^Cld it up^G to the light G Em G C G D

I said, ^CGod, will You ^Dbless this de^Emcision I'm ^Cscared, is my ^Dlife at ^Gstake? But I ^Csee, if You g^Dave me a v^Gision Would I ^Cnever have ^Greason to ^Cuse my f^Daith?

I was dea^Cd with dec^Giding, afrai^Emd to ch^Goose ^CI was mourning the loss of the choices I'd^D lose But t^Chere's no cho^Gice at all if I don't m^Emake my m^Gove ^CAnd trust th^Gat the ti^Dming is right ^CYes and ^Ghold it up hold it up to the ^Clight ^CHold it up to the l^Gight, hold it up to the lig^Cht

^CYes ^Ghold it up hold it up to the ^Clight ^CHold it up to the l^Gight, hold it up to the lig^Cht G C G C G