Misc Your Songs - F marmor - open your heart

You’re ^Galways there when things go wrong, Tr^Bmying to be the one who’s always st^Amrong, When you’re the ^Bmone who needs to ^Cfall apart. You’re b^Groken in a million ways, Been ^Bmhiding it for all these ^Amdays, Afraid if your fr^Bmiends saw they would a^Cll depa^Drt.

B^Gut you don’t know, What it’s l^Dike to be healed. But y^Gou can’t be healed, Unless you o^Dpen your heart

So c^Gome to me, And ^Dbe set free From your p^Bmain, your past, your sorro^Cws; I’ll h^Gelp you see Who y^Dou can be, And t^Bmurn your mind toward to^Cmorrow.

Just o^Gpen your heart, And ^Clet me see Who you r^Deally are. Just o^Gpen your heart, And b^Ceauty can be Fo^Dund amidst your sc^Gars. Just open your hear^Dt.

You’re a^Glways there when things go wrong, ^BmTrying to be the one who’s always st^Amrong, When y^Bmou’re the one who ^Cneeds to fall a^Dpart. Your b^Grokenness, it can be healed You ^Bmcan be real, you don’t need a ^Amshield; It all beg^Bmins when you op^Cen your he^Dart.

So co^Gme to me, And b^De set free From your p^Bmain, your past, your sor^Crows; I’ll h^Gelp you see Who y^Dou can be, And t^Bmurn your mind toward tomorr^Cow.

Just op^Gen your heart, And ^Clet me see Who you ^Dreally are. Just op^Gen your heart, And b^Ceauty can be F^Dound amidst your sc^Gars. Just open your hear^Dt.

You’re a^Glways there when things go wrong, T^Bmrying to be the one who’s always st^Amrong, When yo^Bmu’re the one who n^Ceeds to fall ap^Dart. So o^Gpen your he^Dart. ^G