Tom Rosenthal - Forests on the way there

^DSitting in the backseat ^F#mof your mothers car There was^G forest on the way there ^BmYou read all the way there

^DSend some complex signals to the ^F#mothers on the road I was ^Gsending all the mind beams ^BmNo one ever found me ^D

^AIs there a ^F#mword for ^Bmthing's we've ^Gheard in a ^Dday ^AIs there a ^F#msound for ^Bmthings we've ^Gfound on our ^Dway

^DCalling out the names of ^F#mall the animals There were ^Gmountains on the way there ^BmYou read all the way there

^DNumbers getting smaller and the ^F#mspirits getting low I was ^Gsending all the mind beams ^BmNo one ever found me ^D

^AIs there a ^F#mword for ^Bmthing's we've ^Gheard in a ^Dday ^AIs there a ^F#msound for ^Bmthings we've ^Gfound on our ^Dway

^AIs there a ^F#mword for ^Bmthing's we've ^Gheard in a ^Dday ^AIs there a ^F#msound for ^Bmthings we've ^Gfound on our ^Dway