The Rose - Nebula

^BCounting stars, I closed my ^F#eyes Searching for answers of ^G#mlife Saw shapes and patterns of the ^Eold^B They pulled me in closer to a world never ^F#told I'm making my way through the endless^G#m light "Let go of yourself", yeah, they call ^Eme out

But I'm holding ^Bon pieces of my ^F#soul To the things I ^G#mlove, to the years I ^Elove^B

Stepping through the stones, un^F#known I'm floating up, but I'm a^G#mlone Knocking till the truth un^Efolds^B I'm drifting below where all the stars inter^F#twine The shadow I cast wouldn't stеp a^G#mside I'm begging to stay as they turn mе ^Edown

But I'm holding ^Bon pieces of my ^F#soul To the things I ^G#mlove, to the years I ^Elove^B

To the years I ^Blove To the years I ^F#love To the years I ^G#mlove To the years I ^Elove To the years (I ^Blove)