Capo 4th fret

Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

Sometimes we find things we're not looking for

 and we lose the sense of reason

Sometimes we lose what we are caring for

 and then face the day without them

 My life, my home, my you

Sometimes we fail to say how hurt we are

 When the word we fear speaks treason

Don´t wanna be there when my Cupid dies

 from a wound by his own arrow

 Here's to life, my home, my you...

  I raise a glass 'n drown my sorrow

  when I´m on my own

  I dry my eyes on a shoulder

  but it´s not my own

  I cannot hold you, my tears are made of stone

  I feel a tap on my shoulder, but tonight I dance alone..