Where Are My Feet

C F Your hand is kind, will be kinder tommorow C F Am In the process of the seasons I've seen autumn likes to kiss all the flowers F Just don't destroy the petals C Where are my feet? C F G Were they ever on the ground? I'll be in the air so I don't have to fall down (2x) C F Hippies like nature too, they don't pluck but tend the flowers C-G I guess thats what you should do C Maybe winter is cold and weary F G But spring will be steering, just don't look at the ground C Where are my feet? C F G Were they ever on the ground? I'll be in the air so I don't have to fall down (2x) C F How will you make amends for withering away C G Perhaps beauty shouldn't be descriped with a pen C F C G But even after all this time, when I look at the sky you will be the brightest star C Where were my feet? C F C G Were they ever on the ground? I looked at the ground and I was never higher C Where were my feet? C F C G Where they ever on the ground? I looked down and I was never higher then now C C F G G Where were my feet...I can barely see them now but I'm so high you will never bring me down