Jon McLaughlin - Loving me

^EOpen up the c^G#menter of my be^Eing ^{G#m E}There's gotta be s^G#mome room inside of ^Eme ^{G#m A}I'm tired of trying to find a w^Bay to m^Aake it through these endless d^Bay ^EComplacency is n^G#mot enough for m^Ee ^{G#m E}Constant thoughts of w^G#mhere I ought to b^Ee.. plague m^G#me ^AHow could I be a fo^Bol so long w^Ahen the only way I live at ^Ball

^EIs Your lo^Bving m^Ae ^{B E}It's Your grace i^Bs so amaz^Aing ^{B E}It's Your lo^Bving m^Ae ^{G#m B A E G#m E}

^EI've tried to push ^G#mdistractions from my he^Ead ^G#m Oh, ^EI try and try but fi^G#mnd myself misl^Eead ^{G#m A}For I need Your hand to clear thi^Bs road I^A know I cannot bear t^Bhis load ^EI run until I run^G#m right out of bre^Eath ^{G#m E}And only a fool would run ^G#mfrom what he knows is be^Est ^{G#m A}For Without Your hand to guide ^BI know ^AThere's loneliness there's neve^Br growth ^FBut still I try, I^G fail all on my ow^Fn ^BBut through it a^Ell

^EYou're lov^Bing ^Ame ^{B E}It's Your gr^Bace that's so^A amazin^Bg ^EIt's Your lov^Bing m^Ae ^{G#m B A E G#m E}

^GSo open up any door ^Cfor me ^DAnd watch me walk aga^Gin ^GI give up all fear an^Cd reluctance to de^Bmpend ^{Em D}And when I fall do^Cwn, Yo^Dur rules they never be^Gnd ^DYou pick me u^Cp anywa^Dy....

^GCause You're lo^Dving m^Ce ^{D G}It's Your grace t^Dhat's so ama^Czing ^{D G}You're loving ^Dme ^{C Em B#m C}