Tied By Miles

F C9 F C9 If I could, I would fix our wrists together F C9 In such a fashion that God, Himself, couldn't tear us apart F C9 But impossibility knows nothing of compromise F C9 And hope can only take us so far F C9 F C9 C F Tracing your outline in my sheets C F Painting your face on my pillow C F Faking going to sleep so i can C F Fake waking up to you But my hands are tied by miles F C9 If I could I would, rest our cheeks together F C9 So I could hear every word that escapes your mouth F C9 And kisses could act as punctuation and i would pray and wait F C9 For periods and exclamation points F C9 F C9 C F Tracing your outline in my sheets C F Painting your face on my pillow C F Faking going to sleep so i can C F Fake waking up to you C4 Cm Cm2 C5 C2 C3 A Am M my hands are tied........ C F Tracing your outline in my sheets C F Painting your face on my C F Faking going to sleep so i can C F Fake waking up to you