Tom: F#m D A Why should I think I can fly? E F#m This city is a cage C# D A C# F#m And I have heard the hopeful prophesy and hit the iron way up high D Then fall to the ground A And like a shooting star E F#m C# D Our brightest light is in the part so close to burning up A C# Like hearts that break for what they love too hard F#m D But love is a pain we choose A E And maybe love is worth the fight...