F                                          F/C   C
Through the fish-eyed lens of tear stained eyes____
      Bb add9                                   F
I can barely define the shape of this moment in time.
    F                                  F/C   C
And far from flying high in clear blue skies___,
    Bb add9                                           F
Iґm spiralling down to the hole in the ground where I hide.
Bb                   F
If you negotiate the minefield in the drive,
Bb                                   F
And beat the dogs and cheat the cold electronic eyes,
Bb         C                    Dm
And if you make it past the shotgun in the hall,
Gm7
Dial the combination, open the priesthole
                   /C                                 F
And if Iґm in Iґll tell you whatґs behind the wall.
Am                                   F
Thereґs a kid who had a big hallucination
Am                          C
Making love to girls in magazines.
   Bb                                   Dm
He wonders if youґre sleeping with your new found faith.
Gm7
Could anybody love him
 /C          F      F/C  C  Bb add9  F
Or is it just a crazy dream___?
    F                     C
And if I show you my dark side
                    Bb   F
Will you still hold me tonight?
    F            C
And if I open my heart to you
                     Bb
And show you my weak side,
               F
What would you do?
Bb                                   F
Would you sell your story to Rolling Stone?
Bb
Would you take the children away
F
And leave me alone?
    Bb           C
And smile in reassurance
       Dm
As you whisper down the phone,
Gm7
Would you send me packing,
/C                   F
Or would you take me home?
Am  F  Am  C  Bb  Dm  Gm7  /C  F
Am                                 F
Thought I oughta bare my naked feelings,
Am                                C
Thought I oughta tear the curtain down.
  Bb
I held the blade in trembling hands,
   Dm                   Gm7
Prepared to make it but just then the phone rang,
                          G      C  Bb add9  F
I never had the nerve to make the final cut.
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