Kris Allen - Beautiful and wild

^GI don't want to be a poet, cause poets dr^Cown in la^Dkes^{G G}And I don't be a sinner and watch the de^Cvil da^Dnce at my w^Gake. ^GI just want to be a dreamer; a dreamer is ^Cwide a^Dwake^{G G}And I just want to be a lover even if my he^Cart h^Das to br^Geak.

If only w^Ce could see the w^Dorld through the n^Gew eyes of a c^Emhild If only e^Cvery boy and g^Dirl could just stay b^Geautiful and w^Emild And there's pr^Cobably no s^Daving us, but I w^Grote this s^Dong to ^Emtry So let’s s^Cing, la, la, la, la ^DLa, la, ^Gla, ^Dla,^Em la! ^CLa, la, la, la, ^Dla, la, la, la, la ^G

^GI don't want to be president, Cause I don't know which s^Cide to ta^Dke ^{G G}And I don't want to be a fortune teller, Cause th^Cat’s j^Dust temp^Gting faith. ^GAnd I just want to be a drop of water Fall down in a s^Ctorm of ra^Din ^{G G}Living life in the deep blue sea And r^Cise back ^Dup a^Ggain

If only w^Ce could see the w^Dorld through the n^Gew eyes of a c^Emhild If only e^Cvery boy and g^Dirl could just stay b^Geautiful and w^Emild And there's pr^Cobably no s^Daving us, but I w^Grote this s^Dong to ^Emtry So let’s s^Cing, la, la, la, la ^DLa, la, ^Gla, ^Dla,^Em la! ^CLa, la, la, la, ^Dla, la, la, la, la ^G

We've got the ^Emsame desires, b^Durning fires ^CIn the m^Giddle of my s^Dongs. But I'm your g^Emold and silver, won't l^Dast forever, ^CSo won't you let it g^Do! ^GCause we were born to be dreamers, dream^Cers w^Dide a^Gwake. ^GWe were born to be lovers even if he^Carts h^Dave to b^Greak.

If only w^Ce could see the w^Dorld through the n^Gew eyes of a c^Emhild If only e^Cvery boy and g^Dirl could just stay b^Geautiful and w^Emild And there's pr^Cobably no s^Daving us, but I w^Grote this s^Dong to ^Emtry So let’s s^Cing, la, la, la, la ^DLa, la, ^Gla, ^Dla,^Em la! ^CLa, la, la, la, ^Dla, la, la, la, la ^G So let’s s^Cing, la, la, la, la ^DLa, la, ^Gla, ^Dla,^Em la! So let’s s^Cing, la, la, la,^D la, la, la, la, ^Gla, la