Email: x2 / This and who I used to be Don’t matter much at all to me The pit you dug to plant your feet’s a far cry from my destiny Not even the clouds Not even the past Not even the hands of God could hold me back from you Dark and lonely is the ride the devil always by my side Though no match for what lies between the thought of you your trust for me Not even the sun A bullet from a gun No nothing that this world could bring or Anything someone could do Could hold me back from you / Solo: B|--3-/-5-\-3-\-1-\-0------------5-/-7-\-0~------------| G|--4-/-5-\-4-\-2-\-0------0-----5-/-7-\-0~------0-------| D|------------0------------0--------| A|------------0h2------------0h2----------| E|------------3------------3------| x2 No can of gold placed in my hand the largest find with the greatest sum Though some would say it’d ease our pain We know that it can’t be done Not even the sun Not even the clouds Not even the past No nothing that this world could bring or Anything someone could do Could hold me back from you Could hold me back from you Could hold me back from you