First Aid Kit - Heavy storm

^AmI wish I could ^Cbelieve in ^Amsomething ^Cbigger ^AmMore than these ^Ctrees, these ^Amwinds, these ^Coceans ^GI wish I could believe what they tell ^Amme ^{C Am C}

^AmI saw, I saw, I ^Csaw my brother ^Ampack his bags ^Cand leave ^AmWe made our good^Cbyes and now ^Amhe is settled ^Cdown in the city ^GWhere he doesnt have to be h^Amimself ^{C Am C}

^FHe used to play an ^Cuntuned guitar While ^Fhe sang about me and he ^Csung about the stars ^FI used to dream a^Cbout another time And ^Gnow its all clear that's the o^Emnly time I wish would come b^Amack^{C Am C}

^AmI wish I could ^Chold on a ^Amlittle ^Clonger ^AmStill my worried ^Cstomach and ^Amcalm my ^Chunger ^GI wish I could believe what they taught ^Amme ^{C Am C}

^AmI saw, I saw, I ^Csaw, I saw an ^Amold photo^Cgraph ^AmAnd the picture that a^Cppeared, well ^Amit took me ^Cback To the ^Gtime when she was aroun^Amd ^{C Am C}

^FShe used to play that ^Cold mandolin The ^Fmoon and the sea in^Cvited her in ^FI wish that I had ^Ctold her by then ^GBut she knew deep down that she ^Emonly wished that time would come ^Ambac^Ck ^{Am C}

^GA new day a^Fwaits me ^GI could be gone ^Ctoday ^GA new day a^Fwaits me ^GWe could be here to ^Amstay

^FWe used to wait for ^Cour heavy storms To ^Ftake us away while ^Csomething new would form ^FI wish that I could have ^Cknown by then ^GWe all know now that we're ^Emnever getting back to those ^Amtimes