Ray Lamontagne
A, Am, B, Bm, C, D, Em, F, G, Gm
When you came to me, with your bad dreams and your fears
It was easy to see, you've been crying
Seems like everywhere you turn, catastrophe reigns
Who really profits from the dying?
I could hold you in my arms
I could hold you forever
And I could hold you in my arms
Oh, I could hold you forever
When you kiss my lips with my mouth so full of questions
My worried mind
You quiet
Place your hands on my face
Close my eyes and say
That love is a poor man's food. Don't prophesize
I could hold you in my arms. I could hold you forever, and I could hold you in my
arms oh I could hold you forever so now we see how it is this fist begets a spear
Weapons of war, symptoms of madness
Don't let your eyes refuse to see
Don't let your ears refuse to hear
You ain't never gonna shake the sense of sadness
I could hold you in my arms
I could hold on forever
And I could hold you in my arms
Oh-oh-oh
I could hold on forever