Dreams Are Not My Home - Rosanne Cash
Chorded By: Robert Lees
(Capo 3rd Fret)
[Em]The waves are [C]breaking on the [Em]wall[C][Em]
the queen of [C]roses spreads her [D]arms to flys,
[Am]she falls[Em]
if I had [C]wings I'd cut them [Em]down[C][Em]
and live with[C]out these dreams
so [D]I could learn to l[Am]ove the ground[G]
Chorus:
[G]'Cause I want to [D]live inside the [Am]world
I want to [C]act like a real [G]girl
I want to [D]know I'm not [Am]alone
and that [C]drea[-]ms are [D]not[-] my [Em]home
[Em] [-] [C] [-] [Em] [-] [C]
[Em]The future's l[C]ike a ringing [Em]bell[C]
[Em]the road to good [C]intentions
wanders [D]all the way through [Am]hell[Em]
the note that [C]hangs in the gilded [G]hall[C]
the [Em]clanging of my [C]empty rooms
yeah [D]I could learn to [Am]love them all
'Cause I want to live inside the world
I want to act like a real girl
I want to know I'm not alone
and that dreams are not my home
The waves are breaking that they do
the spires of churchs
are the last place to enjoy the view
if I had wings I'd use them now
I could follow you
and hope someone would pull me down
[G]'Cause I want to [D]live inside the [Am]world
I want to [C]act like a real [G]girl
I want to [D]know I'm not [Am]alone
and that [C]dreams are [D]not my
[C]dreams are not [D]my
[C]dreams are not [D]my [Em]home
-Questions Or Comments please email me at: Riddle978@gmail.com
Chorded By: Robert Lees
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(Capo 3rd Fret)
Em - C - Em - C - Em - C - Em - C
[Em]The waves are [C]breaking on the [Em]wall[C][Em]
the queen of [C]roses spreads her [D]arms to flys,
[Am]she falls[Em]
if I had [C]wings I'd cut them [Em]down[C][Em]
and live with[C]out these dreams
so [D]I could learn to l[Am]ove the ground[G]
Chorus:
[G]'Cause I want to [D]live inside the [Am]world
I want to [C]act like a real [G]girl
I want to [D]know I'm not [Am]alone
and that [C]drea[-]ms are [D]not[-] my [Em]home
[Em] [-] [C] [-] [Em] [-] [C]
[Em]The future's l[C]ike a ringing [Em]bell[C]
[Em]the road to good [C]intentions
wanders [D]all the way through [Am]hell[Em]
the note that [C]hangs in the gilded [G]hall[C]
the [Em]clanging of my [C]empty rooms
yeah [D]I could learn to [Am]love them all
'Cause I want to live inside the world
I want to act like a real girl
I want to know I'm not alone
and that dreams are not my home
Em - C - Em - C - Em - C - Em - C - Em - C
The waves are breaking that they do
the spires of churchs
are the last place to enjoy the view
if I had wings I'd use them now
I could follow you
and hope someone would pull me down
[G]'Cause I want to [D]live inside the [Am]world
I want to [C]act like a real [G]girl
I want to [D]know I'm not [Am]alone
and that [C]dreams are [D]not my
[C]dreams are not [D]my
[C]dreams are not [D]my [Em]home
Em - C - Em - C - Em - C - Em - C - Em
-Questions Or Comments please email me at: Riddle978@gmail.com