Am                           G 
And now I know the only compass that I need 

        F                      C
is the one that leads back to you.

       Am                            G
And I know the only compass that I need, 
 
           F                      F*
oh is the one that leads back to you.

           F*                      F*
And the burning blisters on my feet will calm,
So hold me as I'm close to flaw.
Away from the warmth of your arms I stay,
off the radar and into harm's way.

       Am                           G
Now I know the only compass that I need, 

           F                      C
oh is the one that leads back to you.


Trumpet Solo (Am G F C)


         F*                  F*
Yeah, coffee will raise the head again,
cokes that lead us from the pain.
Words just sit like empty scribbles,
such empty caffeinated widows.

       Am                           G
Now I know the only compass that I need 

        F                      C
is the one that leads back to you.

       Am                           G
Now I know the only compass that I need, 
 
           F                      F*
oh is the one that leads back to you.