Sara Bareilles - A soft place to land

^CSugar ^{D/F# C}Sugar, butter, ^D/F#flour ^C

Somet^D/F#imes I still see her^C My ^D/F#mother the dreamer^C She'd say, "^D/F#Nothing's impossibl^Ce child" ^{D/F# C}

A ^D/F#dream needs believing^C To ^D/F#taste like the real thing^C Like some ^D/F#stranger you recognize^{C D/F#}

^CSo pure, so ^D/F#pure, so electric ^CSo sure, so ^D/F#sure, so connected^C To those ^D/F#little believers inside^Em7

May we ^Call be so ^D/F#lucky ^C But ^D/F#dreams are elusive^C The kind ^D/F#we've gotten used to Is ^Em7nothing I can feel Nothing I can hold, nothing I can have, nothing that ^CI know

Dreams ^Ccome and they go

N.C.

^C But ^D/F#hold them and keep them^C (but hold them and keep them) And ^D/F#know that you need them^C (and know that you need them) When your ^D/F#breaking point's all that you ^Em7have

A dream is a ^C*soft place to land ^CMay we ^D/F#all be So^C lucky^D/F#

^CSugar ^{D/F# C}Sugar, butter, ^D/F#flour