Em  Bm  Em  Bm

Em                      Bm
I see myself
                                Em                                      Bm
Surrounded by the flames and aches of pain
Em                                              Bm
        What else can I say?
                                Em              Bm
I can't sit here much longer

A  G  A  G

C#5                                     D5
        But if I were real
                                        C#5
I could hold you in my arms
D                                                       C#5             D
        And then you wouldn't feel alone

A  G  A  G

She came into the room
And asked me why it rains and where it drains
I can't find my way
Around here anymore

*bridge*
*chorus*

Sittin' in the livingroom
Holding photographs of you and me and...

*bridge*
*chorus*

C#5                                     D5
        But the way it is
                                        C#5
When you hold me in your arms
D                                               C#5             D
        But I can't can't feel a thing.

E  A  E  A  E  A  E  A