Misc Originals - The moot - the long road

^GI walked a road I t^Chought was ^Gbrief A quiet path to ^Cfind r^Gelief But miles stretched out the s^Cky grew gray And I ^Dlost myself a^Clong the way.

^DmFading footsteps in the sand, ^AmGrasping time with trembling hands. ^FLost between who I was and who I’ve become, ^CYearning for a day when the^G pain is ^Cdone.

^GThe world moves fast, they ^Cpass me ^Gby I’m just a ^Cshadow in their ^Gsky. But in her arms I f^Cind my ground A ^Dfleeting peace when no ^Cone's around.

^DmFading footsteps in the sand, ^AmGrasping time with trembling hands. ^FLost between who I was and who I’ve become, ^CYearning for a day when the^G pain is ^Cdone.

^GI don’t want to fall, don’t ^Cwant to let ^Ggo But the weight is heavy, the ^Cnights are ^Gslow. Still a voice whispers ^Csoft and true ^D“There’s still hope, and I’m ^Chere with you.”

^DmFading footsteps in the sand, ^AmGrasping time with trembling hands. ^FLost between who I was and who I’ve become, ^CYearning for a day when the^G pain is ^Cdone.

^GThe road is long, the ^Cnight is deep But l^Dove is a promise I’ll a^Clways k^Geep.