A Bm D E A I met this girl the other day Bm D E A Sitting alone on the Wednesday train Bm D E A Bm D E I said what's wrong you look so sad A Bm D E A She said she's got something inside Bm D E A That she's not willing to confide Bm D E A Bm D E So I said can I give some free advice D Don't worry about your E problems now baby cuz A They just don't matter when F#m D it comes down to the fact That everybody's got E problems now baby A And life's too short to F#m D E keep them bottled up inside Chorus: A D E Cuz I know When life feels like A D a racecar speeding down E It's one way street A D E That I'll go Anywhere A D that feels like heaven E down this one way street D Cuz I know that Dm everything will be fine I met this guy the other day Sitting alone on the Sunday train Dressed up with nowhere left to go He said there's one thing that I've learned Thru all these cigarettes I've burned You've got to stop and look around He said that hindsight's clearer than a crystal ball If he had the chance he would stop and do it all over again 'Cuz when you're waiting for the sound of the gavel You don't want it to end with a fistful of regrets inside Chorus Chorus: 'Cuz i know When life feels like a racecar speeding down It's one way street That I'll go Anywhere that feels like heaven down this one way street 'Cuz i know When life feels like a racecar speeding down It's one way street That I'll go Anywhere that feels like heaven down this one way street Cuz i know everything will be fine | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA Bm D Dm E F#m |