Michael W. Smith - Place in this world

^BThe wind is m^Eoving But^F# I am s^Btanding s^Etill ^DA life of p^Aages ^FWaiting ^Gto be f^Cilled ^BA heart that's h^Eopeful A h^F#ead that's ^Bfull of d^Ereams ^DBut this bec^Aoming Is h^Farder t^Ghan it s^Ceems ^AFeels like I'm

^BLooking for a r^F#eason ^ERoaming through the n^F#ight to find My p^Blace in this w^Eorld My p^Alace in this w^F#orld ^BNot a lot to l^F#ean on I n^Eeed Your light to h^F#elp me find My p^Blace in this w^Eorld My p^Alace in this w^F#orld^{B E}

^BIf there are m^Eillions ^F#Down^B on their k^Enees ^DAmong the m^Aany ^FCan you s^Gtill hear ^Cme ^BHear me a^Esking ^F#Where do^B I be^Elong ^DIs there a v^Aision That ^FI can c^Gall my o^Cwn S^Ahow me I'm

^BLooking for a r^F#eason ^ERoaming through the n^F#ight to find My p^Blace in this w^Eorld My p^Alace in this w^F#orld ^BNot a lot to l^F#ean on I n^Eeed Your light to h^F#elp me find My p^Blace in this w^Eorld My p^Alace in this w^F#orld

^CLooking for a r^Geason ^FRoaming through the n^Gight to find My p^Clace in this w^Forld My p^Bblace in this wo^Grld ^CNot a lot to l^Gean on I n^Feed Your light to h^Gelp me find My p^Clace in this w^Forld My p^Bblace in this wo^Grld ^CLooking for a r^Geason ^FRoaming through the n^Gight to find My p^Clace in this w^Forld My p^Bblace in this wo^Grld