Reba McEntire - Fear of being alone

^DWe ordered up^G one more ^Abottle of wine ^D You told me your ^Gstory and I ^Athought about mine^D You said when you ^Glost her you ^Alost everything ^D

^DSo I asked you to ^Gtake me s^Aome place qui^Det We wound up at the ^Griver for the ^Arest of the night ^{D D}Somewhere ^Garound the ^Abreak of da^Dy ^DI could hear it ^Gcoming from a ^Amile away ^D

^DSo don't say that ^Gword Not the ^Done we both ^Gheard ^Dtoo ^Amuch ^DYou may think you ^Gdo but you ^Emdon't It's just the ^Afear of being alone ^{D G A D D G A D}

^DReckless ^Ghearts can ^Aclear a p^Dath ^DWider than a ^Ghurricane's ^Aafterma^Dth ^DWe've both ^Gtraveled ^Adown that ^Droad ^DWhere in the name of^G love ^Aeverything goes ^D

^DLike a chil^Gd in the n^Dight With ^Dno one to ^Ghold you And tell you ^Emeverthing's gonna ^Abe all right ^DI must a^Gdmit ^Ait's been f^Dun ^DBut that's no ^Greason to ^Ajump the ^Dgun If this is ^Greal ^Atime will ^Dtell ^DSo let me bite my tongue and remind myself