BbCAm
Touch the fingers of my hand, and I wonder if it's me
BbCAm
Holding on and on to theories of prosperity, someone who can promise me
Bb
I believe in me
Tomorrow I was nothing, yesterday I'll be
Time has fooled me into thinking it's a part of me
Nothing in this room but empty space
No me, no world, no mind, no face
BbCAm
Touch the fingers of my hand and tell me if it's me
BbCAm
Holding on and on to love, what else is real, a religion that appeals to me, oh
Bb
I believe in me
FBbFBbF
Can you turn me off for just a second, please
GmBb
Turn me into something faceless, weightless, mindless, homeless, vacuum state of peace
On and on and on and on and on and on and on and on, I believe in me (Play twice)
Wait for me, I'm nothing on my own
I'm willing to go on, but not alone, not now
I'm so aware of everything, but nothing seems for real and
As long as you're in front of me then I'll
BbCAm
I Watch the fingers of our hands, and I'm grateful that it's me
BbCAm
Holding on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on
Bb
I believe in me
I'm willing to go on, but not alone, not now...
I'm so aware of everything...
This arrangement for the song is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research.