Matchbox Twenty

Matchbox Twenty

Sleeping At The Wheel
Composição de (Rob Thomas)
Intro:  B 


B              Abm                    E               F#              B 
I, I could be anything. But for the fault that I've acquired on my  way. 
B              Abm                    E               F#            Abm 
We, We were the end of it. But now we see the sun shining in our face. 
   E           F#               B 
We see the sun shining in our face. 


        Abm              E                B                  F# 
So come on, come on, we can be saved. The lives we live, the wars we wage. 
        Abm          E              B     F#                    B 
When everyone just tells us how to feel. We're sleeping at the wheel. 


    B                Abm 
And I, I would give anything. 
              E               F#              B 
But for the grace of God. I'm here and still aware. 
    B                         Abm 
We know the end is overrated. We've become the walls we raise. 
    E              F#                  Abm 
We don't believe enough but we still cared. 
E                F#             B 
Standing on the edge without a prayer. 


      Abm                  E                B                   F# 
So come on, come on, it's all we got. Our hands are full, our lives are not. 
      Abm         E             B    F#                    B 
The loose affiliation with the real. We're sleeping at the wheel. 


B                       E 
All of the time we've lost. 
                     B                            F# 
All of the love we gave. And now these hands are tied. I can't help thinking. 


       B 
That I was in a daze, I was losing my place. 
       Abm                                                       E 
I was screaming out at everything, waiting for the walls to come down. 
            F#               Abm 
Before my moments starts to fade. 
       E               F#             B 
But everything that's perfect falls away. 


       Abm               E                  B                 F# 
So come on, come on, we can be saved. The lives we live, the wars we wage. 
       Abm           E              B            F#           B 
When everyone just tells us how to feel. We're sleeping at the wheel. 


B       B      B     F#             B 
                  We're sleeping at the wheel. 
B       B      B     F#             B 
                  Just   sleeping  at  the  wheel. 
B       B      B     B

Enviado por: Gustavo Silva

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