Trevor Hall - Many roads

What is this l^Coneliness without you? Yeah a sky without its stars

They s^Gay that you are closer They say that you are near I c^Fannot see or feel you, yet these e^Gyes of mine are clear

^CAre you made from magic? Are you made from wishful thinking?

We're b^Goth in this together Keep away from stormy weather ^FNever get me back home to y^Gou

^CThere's many r^Amoads and many p^Faths that lead to y^Cou ^CSome say their f^Amalse but I believe a^Fll of them are t^Crue Hey, a^Fll of them are t^Crue The green e^Farth and the sky b^Clue Yeah, b^Faby baby I'm a f^Cool A fool witho^Gut you A fool witho^Cut you

Yeah well I^C have come to learn that all the jackals are the same Howlin' to the moon trying to remedy their pain ^GPain of separation

^FMountains high, valleys low ^GWhatever it's the cost

^CI may be a dreamer, yeah, but I believe in faith Only in the darkness can you see the stars ablaze ^GIn my darkest hour I shall keep my strength and say, ^F"Go and let your f^Gire live, yeah"

^CThere's many r^Amoads and many p^Faths that lead to y^Cou ^CSome say their f^Amalse but I believe a^Fll of them are t^Crue Hey, a^Fll of them are t^Crue The green e^Farth and the sky b^Clue Yeah, b^Faby baby I'm a f^Cool A fool witho^Gut you

^CThere's many r^Amoads and many p^Faths that lead to y^Cou ^CSome say their f^Amalse but I believe a^Fll of them are t^Crue Hey, a^Fll of them are t^Crue The green e^Farth and the sky b^Clue Yeah, b^Faby baby I'm a f^Cool A fool witho^Gut you A fool witho^Cut you