Pilate - The travel song

^DThe road seen beneath the ^Bmvan's headlights It's ^Dcold, so cold, cold enough to ^Bmfeel your sigh ^DMy face up against the window now Don't you know it's^Bm cold outside? ^DPick up your life as I pass by Can't you see I'm^Bm cold inside ^G We were^D poor but we had som^Gething What wasn't ^Bmtorn was p^Aoisoned by your f^Gear You wanted ^Dmore, I gave you ^Gnothing I may be b^Bmlind ^A

Each ^Dtown, each town it seems the ^Bmsame my dear It's ^Dloud tonight, your heart is ringing ^Bmin my ear ^DWalk out the door across the street Don't you know it's ^Bmcold inside? ^DPick up the phone my signal's weak Can't you see I'm^Bm cold inside? I think you know^G We were poo^Dr but we had som^Gething What wasn't ^Bmtorn was p^Aoisoned by your^G fear You wanted ^Dmore, I gave you ^Gnothing I may be b^Bmlind for I n^Aever saw your ^Dtears

I think you ^Gknow We were ^Dpoor but we had som^Gething What wasn't ^Bmtorn was^D poisoned by your ^Gfear You wanted ^Dmore, I gave you ^Gnothing I may be ^Bmblind for I ^Anever saw your ^Gtears The days pass ^Bmby the gap it now ^Gappears When I come h^Bmome please s^Aay that you'll be t^Dhere