Sheryl Crow - Home

^GI woke up this morning, ^Dmnow I understand ^Bbwhat it means to give your life t^Co just one man ^GAfraid of feeling nothing, no ^Dmbees or buterflies. ^BbMy head is full of voices and my ho^Cuse is full of lies. This is ^Ghom^Dme, ^Bbhom^Ce, and this is ^Ghom^Dme, ^Bbhom^Ce, this is hom^Ge. ^GI found you standing there, w^Dmhen I was seventen. ^BbNow I'm thirty-two, and I can't rem^Cember what I'd see in you. ^GA made a promise s^Dmaid it everyday now ^BbI'm reading romance novels and dre^Caming of yesterday. This is ^Ghom^Dme, ^Bbhom^Ce, and this is ^Ghom^Dme, ^Bbhom^Ce, this is hom^Ge. ^BbI'd lide to see the ^CRiviera, ^Fnow slowdance undern^Geath the stars ^CI'd like to watch the ^Bbsun come up ^Dsus4in a stranger's arms. This is ^Ghom^Dme, ^Bbhom^Ce, and this is ^Ghom^Dme, ^Bbhom^Ce, this is home. ^GI'm going crazy a li^Dmttle everyday ^Bband everything I wanted is now ^Cdriving me away. ^GI woke up this morning to the s^Dmound of breaking hearts ^Bbmine is full of questions and it's te^Caring yours apart, and it's tearing yo^Gurs apart, ^Dmand it's tearing yours ap^Bbart, ^Cand it's tearing yo^Gurs apart, ^Dmand it's tearing us apa^Bbrt. ^C