F G# D# B

   F            G#
1. Maybe in another life,
   D#               B
   I could find you there,
   Pulled away before your time,
   I can't deal it's so unfair.

          F
R: And it feels,
          G#
   And it feels like,
   D#                  B
   Heaven's so far away,
          F
   And it feels,
           G#
   Yeah it feels like,
   D#
   The world has grown cold,
   B
   Now that you've gone away

2. Leaving flowers on your grave,
   Show that I still care,
   But black roses and Hail Mary's,
   Can't bring back what's taken from me.
   
   I reach to the sky
   And call out your name And if I could trade
   I would                 

R: And it feels...