Verse
Bm D
In my left hand, there is a familiar
Bm D
In my right hand, there's a great unknown
Bm D
I can see those madly different grasses
Bm D
That I'm drawn to, Friday nights at home
G D Bm A
Don't listen to your friends see the despair behind their eyes
G D Bm A
Don't listen to your friends they really care and want to know why
Chorus:
G
I can feel the draw
D Bm A
I can feel it pulling me back, It's pulling me back, It's pulling me
I can feel the draw
D Bm A
I can feel it pulling me back, It's pulling me back, It's pulling me
Verse 2:
Bm
Are you drifting?
D A
Way beyond whats wrong
Bm D A
Cause only I hear the words that they can't say
Bm D A
When you go home everything looks different
Bm D A
And your scared of being left behind
G D Bm A
Don't listen to your friends trust that their fair, look in their eyes
G D Bm A
Don't listen to your friends they only care and hope you're alright
Chorus:
Verse 3:
G D Bm G*
I can feel the draw, the draw, the draw, the draw
G D Bm G*
I can feel the draw, the draw, the draw, the draw
G
I can feel the draw
D Bm A
I can feel it's pulling me back, It's pulling me