verse 1EB7
I'm flyin' (flyin') in a frame of my mind that time cannot e - rase
E
I'm seein' (seein') the future the past as I lay the present to waste
I'm scopin' (scopin') all these feelings I have
E7A
And hoping for them to come true
B7E
And I'm holding something more precious than fine ore baby I'm holding you
verse 2EB7
I'm breathin' (breathin') the fumes of the grid that rid my lobe of oxy - gen
E
I'm climbin' (climbin') the walls to where good and evil make amends
I'm trippin', (trippin') writhin' and squealin'
E7A
Pukin', lookin' for someone like you
B7E
And I'm holding something more precious than fine ore baby I'm holding you
Solo:verse chords
verse 3EB7
I'm flyin' (flyin') in a frame of my mind that time cannot erase
E
I'm seein' (seein') the future the past as I lay the present to waste
I'm scopin' (scopin') all these feelings I have
E7A
And hoping for them to come true
B7E
And I'm holding something more precious than fine ore baby I'm holding you
B7E
And I'm holding something more precious than fine ore baby I'm holding you