B              F#m7      B          F#m7 
 when you're stoned baby, and I am drunk
 and we make love, it seems a little desolate
 it's hard sometimes not to look away
 and think what's the point
 when I'm having to hold this fire down
 I think I'll explode, if I can't feel this freely now

G#m     F#           E
If you won't let me fall for you then you
G#m              F#7        E
   won't see the best that I would love to do for you instead
G#M          F#         E   
   you will be missing me when I go cos I'm 
G#m                F#7           E
   bored of hanging out in your cold

B              F#m7     B          F#m7
 when I feel loved baby, I join the road
 and the world moves with me
 when I feel lost I just slip away
 silently, quietly take my things and go
                      B 
 and think what's the point
                   A                 E
 think where's the hope we're coming home

B              F#m7
 If you find one day
 find some freedom and relief
 and with this freedom maybe
 maybe you will find some peace
 and with this peace baby
 I hope it brings you back to me 
 bring you home, take me home

>> Acho q eh isso ;-)