Misc Unsigned Bands - Christine ebersole - after all

^EWhat would^G#m a mother ^Bnot do for her child What ^Elengths ^Awould a mother not ^G#mgo There’s a bond that ^D#mexists between ^Bmother and ^Echild With no end^D#m to how it can ^G#mgrow It’s a promise for ^Alife between ^Emother and child It begins from the moment o^Bf birth And you're ^G#mshaken you to your soul With an^A# ache you’ve never known And you^A# look into their eyes And f^C#ind you’^D#re looking in your own

And there’s a ^G#pain you can’t ^G#mimagine A ^F#special kind of^E torture you can ^D#feel A c^G#ut that bleeds from so^G#mmewhere deep inside you A ^Bpast ^Eregret you can not heal ^D#And no one guesses ^C#all the while you’re ^Bpraying The little screaming ^A#stranger in your arms

^A#Might just grow ^G#mup and save you ^Eafter all ^C#mMight just grow ^D#mup and save you ^G#after all

With no end^D#m to how it can ^G#mgrow It begins from the moment o^Bf birth With an^A# ache you’ve never known And you^A# look into their eyes And f^C#ind you’^D#re looking in your own

^EWhat would^G#m a mother ^Bnot do for her child What ^Eheights ^Awould a mother not ^G#mclimb There’s a bond that ^D#mexists between ^Bmother and ^Echild And child and it ^D#monly goes deeper with ^G#mtime It’s a ^Apromise for life between ^Emother and child And to break it there’s ^Bno greater pain And you're ^G#mshaken you to your ^A#soul ^A#With an ache that can’t erase Like the ^D#tears you never cried but still keep scrubbing off your face Cause there’s a pain you ^G#can’t imag^D#ine A little^F# talk that ^Ekeeps you wide ^D#awake That somehow turns to ^G#bold determination That you’ll never make the ^Esame ^D#mistake And so you vow to feed ^C#myour little ^Bfuture Assuring that her talent, ^A#poise, and charm Might just ^C#grow up ^Band save ^Eyou after ^Aall ^C#Might just grow up ^F#and save you after ^G#all

^G#Some dreams die ^D#upon the vine ^A#Some they never have a ^D#chance ^A#Sweeter than the sweetest ^D#wine That mine becomes ^C#Queen of ^BFrance

And ^Bthere's relief you^Am can’t imagine That fills up every ^Fsinew, bone, and^E nerve To know that you can ^Aget out of this hellhole And finally live the ^Flife that you des^Eerve And suddenly the past you ^Dmknew would ^Ahaunt you And all of the ^Bregret you didn’t show Might just grow ^Amup and ^Fsave you ^Gafter ^A#all Might just grow ^Emup and ^Fsave you Might just grow ^Emup you ^Fsave you^A# aff ^Eter ^Amall

^DWhat would a mother ^Emnot ^Fdo for her child What ^A#lengths would a mother not ^Fgo There’s a bond that ^Dmexists ^Cbetween ^Fmother and child Ah. but then ^Eagain How would you ^Aknow?