Nothing Left to Lose

	  		C#m  
   something's in the air tonight  
E  
  the sky's alive with a burning light  
A                                                                                              E  
You can mark my words something's about to break  
  
C#m  
  and i found myself in a bitter fight  
E  
  while i've held your hand through the darkest night  
            A                                                                                                E  
Don't know where your coming from but your coming soon  
  


                         F#m                                 A  
To a kid from oregon by way of california  
                         F#m                                 A  
All of this is more than i've ever known or see 


  
                                      E                                F#m   
Come on and we'll sing, like we were free  
                                A                                                               E  
Push the pedal down watch the world around fly by us  
                                    E                      F#m  
Come on and we'll try, one last time  
                          A                                               E  
I'm off of the floor one more time to find you  
  
      
    F#m                                                      E  
And here we go there's nothing left to choose  
         F#m                                                      E  
And here we go there's nothing left to lose 


   
         C#m  
So i packed my car and headed east 
               E  
Where i felt your fire and a sweet release 
                 A                                                     E    
There's a fire in. these hills thats coming down  
           C#m 
And i don't know much but i found you here  
            E 
And i can not wait another year  
                       A                                                                    E 
Don't know where your coming from but you coming soon  
                          F#m                          A 
To a kid from oregon by way of california  
                       F#m                                     A 
All of this is more than i've ever known or seen  



                                  E                             F#m 
Come on and we'll sing, like we were free  
                             A                                                            E 
Push the pedal down watch the world around fly by us  
                                  E                     F#m 
Come on and we'll try, one last time  
                          A                                            E 
I'm off of the floor one more time to find you  
         F#m                                                    E 
And here we go there's nothing left to choose  
         F#m                                                   E 
And here we go there's nothing left to lose  
  


F#m                                                   A  
I can still hear the trains out my window  
F#m                                              A  
From hobart street to here in nashville  
F#m                                                        A  
I can still smell the pomegranates grow  
F#m                                                    A  
And i don't know how hard this wind will blow  
     A  
Or where we'll  


                                  E                             F#m 
Come on and we'll sing, like we were free  
                             A                                                            E 
Push the pedal down watch the world around fly by us  
                                  E                     F#m 
Come on and we'll try, one last time  
                          A                                            E 
I'm off of the floor one more time to find you  
         F#m                                                    E 
And here we go there's nothing left to choose  
         F#m                                                   E 
And here we go there's nothing left to lose