Capo 2The trees blow their own leaves
Spreading their seeds to the prairies
As will a woman who’s lost in her world
Know what she came for and know what she could
The ocean has no ebb or flow
It rolls itself to the shore
As will a man if he tries know he can
Make a good life with his head and his hands [G/B]
Never a forced smile from the sun in the sky
Never the same cloud as it passes by
As the earth takes shape as so should I
The weary are weary for they always ask “Why?”
The rainstorm creates it’s own darkness
Then washes away all the Devil’s own luck
As will a woman who’s living in pain
Be freed of the heartache she once did contain
A blue-bird never sings too blue
Soaring peacefully through wide open skies
As will a man who’s lost his true love
Be freed of the sorrow he suffers thereof [G/B]
Never a forced smile from the sun in the sky
Never the same cloud as it passes by
As the air takes shape as so should I
The weary are weary for they always ask “Why?” [D-Dsus2-D]
