Chords used: Em, G, C
..Verse..
[G]Some philosophies fuel a[Em] belief in the self,
[G]constructed to keep one'[Em]s goods on one's own shelf.
[G]Built well you're a stron[Em]g letter I,
[G]with your feet on the gro[Em]und and your head to the sky.
[G]Now and then you can[Em] bend,
it's okay to l[G]ean over, l[Em]ean over my way.
Yo[C]u fear that you can't do it al[Em]l,
and you're ri[G]iiight.
Even day takes relief eve[Em]ry day
from its wor[G]k making light from[Em] the night.
..Chorus..
When you're[Em] holding me[C]
we ma[G]ke a pair of paren[C]theses.
There'[Em]s plenty of space t[C]o encase
whatever weird way [G]my mind goes,
I know I?ll be sa[C]fe in these arms. (x2)
..Bridge..
If something in the[G] deli aisle makes[C] you cry
of c[Em]ourse I?ll put my arm aroun[C]d you
and I?ll walk you o[G]utside,
through the slidin[C]g doors,
why would I mi[G]nd? (x2)
You're not a b[Em]aby if you feel the w[G]orld.
All of the bab[Em]ies can feel the world.[C] That's why they c[G]ry.
..Chorus..
And when yo[Em]u're holding me[C]
we ma[G]ke a pair of paren[C]theses.
There'[Em]s plenty space to e[C]ncase
whatever weird way [G]my mind goes,
I know I?ll be sa[C]fe in these arms. (x2)
..Bridge..
If something in the[G] deli aisle makes[C] you cry
you [Em]know I?ll put my arm around[C] you
and I?ll walk you o[G]utside,
through the slidin[C]g doors,
why would I mi[G]nd?
All of the bab[Em]ies can feel the world.[C] That's why they c[G]ry.
..Chorus..
And when yo[Em]u're holding me[C]
we ma[G]ke a pair of paren[C]theses.
There'[Em]s plenty space to e[C]ncase
whatever weird way [G]my mind goes,
I know I?ll be sa[C]fe in these arms. (x2)
..Verse..
[G]Some philosophies fuel a[Em] belief in the self,
[G]constructed to keep one'[Em]s goods on one's own shelf.
[G]Built well you're a stron[Em]g letter I,
[G]with your feet on the gro[Em]und and your head to the sky.
[G]Now and then you can[Em] bend,
it's okay to l[G]ean over, l[Em]ean over my way.
Yo[C]u fear that you can't do it al[Em]l,
and you're ri[G]iiight.
Even day takes relief eve[Em]ry day
from its wor[G]k making light from[Em] the night.
..Chorus..
When you're[Em] holding me[C]
we ma[G]ke a pair of paren[C]theses.
There'[Em]s plenty of space t[C]o encase
whatever weird way [G]my mind goes,
I know I?ll be sa[C]fe in these arms. (x2)
..Bridge..
If something in the[G] deli aisle makes[C] you cry
of c[Em]ourse I?ll put my arm aroun[C]d you
and I?ll walk you o[G]utside,
through the slidin[C]g doors,
why would I mi[G]nd? (x2)
You're not a b[Em]aby if you feel the w[G]orld.
All of the bab[Em]ies can feel the world.[C] That's why they c[G]ry.
..Chorus..
And when yo[Em]u're holding me[C]
we ma[G]ke a pair of paren[C]theses.
There'[Em]s plenty space to e[C]ncase
whatever weird way [G]my mind goes,
I know I?ll be sa[C]fe in these arms. (x2)
..Bridge..
If something in the[G] deli aisle makes[C] you cry
you [Em]know I?ll put my arm around[C] you
and I?ll walk you o[G]utside,
through the slidin[C]g doors,
why would I mi[G]nd?
All of the bab[Em]ies can feel the world.[C] That's why they c[G]ry.
..Chorus..
And when yo[Em]u're holding me[C]
we ma[G]ke a pair of paren[C]theses.
There'[Em]s plenty space to e[C]ncase
whatever weird way [G]my mind goes,
I know I?ll be sa[C]fe in these arms. (x2)
