Matt Costa - Astair

^CAstair ^Em7your glare i^Ams killing me ^{Am F}Astair th^Fe skies of b^Glue ^G

^CThe signs you we^Em7ar are making me ^{Am Am F}So confused ^{F G G}

But the mo^Cuntains and the t^Em7rees are th^Amey just what you ne^Amed or are they ^FLess than ^Fwhat yo^Gu d expect to see ^G

^CAnd if you re le^Em7aving well come g^Amive me a rea^Amson why I ^Flet you d^Fown ^GBefore you^G turn ^Caround ^Gnow now ^{F F G}Before you ^Gturn a^Cround ^{Em7 Am Am F F G G}

^CAstair you re t^Em7here and im ^Amstill here ^{Am F}I swear ^Fim so conf^Gused ^G

^CThe s^Em7igns you w^Amear are m^Amaking me ^FFeel like im t^Fhe one to lo^Gse ^G

^CBut the canyons a^Em7nd the seas are they ^Amjust what you n^Ameed or are the ^FLess then what ^Fyoud ex^Gcpect to se^Ge

^CAnd if youre le^Em7aving well come ^AmGive me a r^Ameason why I let you d^Fown

^GBefor you ^Gturn ar^Cound n^Gow now^{F F G}Before you tu^Grn around^{C G F F}

^CBut the mountains^Em7 and the trees a^Amre they what you perceiv^Ame or are they ^FLess then what ^Fyoud ^Gexpect to ^Gsee ^C

^CAnd if your le^Em7aving well come ^Amgive me a reaso^Amn why I le^Ft you down^{F G}Before you t^Gurn a^Cround^G now ^Fnow ^{F G}Before you ^Gturn ^Caround^{Em7 Am Am F F}

^GBefore you^G turn aro^Cund