Poets of the Fall : Lift Intro (as chorus): C#m B F# C#m E F# C#m B F# C#m E F# Verse 1: Abm Times when I just can't E Bring myself to say it loud Abm E Afraid that what I'll say comes out somehow awry Abm That is when it seems E We move in circles day to day Abm E Twist the drama of the play to get us by Prechorus: Abm And it feels like fear E Like I'll disappear Abm Gets so hard to steer E Yet I go on Abm Do we need debate E When it seems too late Abm F# Like I bleed but wait E F# Like nothing's wrong (slide to F# for one strum in the very end of the prechorus) Chorus: C#m B F# You lift my spirit, take me higher, make me fly, C#m E F# Touch the moon up in the sky, when you are mine C#m B F# You lift me higher, take my spirit, make it fly, C#m E F# Where only wonders will appear Instrumental middle eight thingie: as chorus Verse 2 Like the other day I thought you won't be coming back I came to realize my lackluster dreams And among the schemes And all the tricks we try to play Only dreams will hold their sway and defy Prechorus Chorus Solo: as chorus Chorus Outro: as chorus Tabbed by Alexander Strukelj