Kathy Mattea

Seeds

Kathy Mattea


Tom: C

INTRO: C F C  G   G6   C  F C

                       G
Sometimes I stop on my way home
    F                  C
And watch the children play
      F              C
And I wonder if they wonder
Dm                   G
What they'll be some day


C                 G
Some will dream a big dream
    F                C
And make it all come true
      F            C
While others go on dreaming
     Dm                 G
Of things they'll never do


CHORUS:
               F      G 
We're all just seeds
         C     F  C
In god's hands
             G    G6  C
We start the same
              Am   C
But where we land
             F        G                 Am    C
Is sometimes fertile soil and sometimes sand
               F      G
We're all just seeds
         C
In god's hands


INTERLUDE: C F C  G   G6   C  F C

                   G          F
I saw a friend the other day
               C
I hardly recognized
     F             C
He'd done a lot of living
        Dm                 G
Since I last looked in his eyes


   C                G
He told his tale of how he'd failed
    F                 C
The lessons he'd been taught
       F            C
But he offered no excuses
       Dm                G
And he left me with this thought


CHORUS:
               F      G 
We're all just seeds
         C     F  C
In god's hands
             G    G6  C
We start the same
              Am   C
But where we land
             F        G                 Am    C
Is sometimes fertile soil and sometimes sand
               F      G
We're all just seeds
         C
In god's hands
           

BRIDGE:
           Am7           Em               F
And as I'm standing at a crossroads once again
      Am7                  Em             F
I'm reminded we're all the same when we began
            G  G6  G
And in the end


CHORUS:
               F      G 
We're all just seeds
         C     F  C
In god's hands
             G    G6  C
We start the same
              Am   C
But where we land
             F        G                 Am    C
Is sometimes fertile soil and sometimes sand
               F      G
We're all just seeds
         C
In god's hands
               F      G
We're all just seeds
         C
In god's hands

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