I was r^Emunning down the road The f^Amear was all I kn^Gew. I was l^Cooking for a soul that’s real Then ^AmI ran into y^B7ou. And that c^Emherry blossom tree Was a g^Amateway to the s^Gun. And fr^Ciendship once it’s won It’s w^Amon… it’s on^B7e.

N^Corth^Emside ^Bmjust across the r^Amiver to the S^Couths^Emide That’s a l^Bmong way h^Amere.

^CAll the gr^Emeen and ^Bmall the gold^C. The h^Curt you h^Emide, the j^Bmoy you h^Amold. The f^Coolish pr^Emide that gets you ^Bmout the doo^Cr. Up on C^Cedarwood, C^B7edarwood Road^Am.

Sleepw^Emalking down the road Not w^Amaking from those dr^Geams. ‘Cause it’s n^Cever dead it’s still in my head It was a w^Amarzone in my t^B7eens. I’m still st^Emanding on that street Still n^Ameed an enemy^G. The wors^Ct ones I can’t see You c^Aman… you can^B7.

N^Corth^Emside ^Bmjust across the r^Amiver to the S^Couths^Emide That’s a l^Bmong way h^Amere.

^CAll the gr^Emeen and ^Bmall the gold^C. The h^Curt you h^Emide, the j^Bmoy you h^Amold. The f^Coolish pr^Emide that sends you b^Bmack for mor^Ce. Up on C^Cedarwood, C^B7edarwood Road^Am.

If the d^Coor is ^Emopen it ^Bmisn’t thef^Amt. You c^Can’t ret^Emurn to where you’ve n^Bmever left^Am. B^Clossoms falling f^Emrom a tree they c^Bmover you and c^Amover me. Sy^Cmbols clashing, Bibles smashing P^Bmaint the world you n^Ameed to see. So^Cmetimes fear is the ^Emonly place ^Bmwe can call ^Amhome. ^C C^B7edarwood Roa^Amd.

A HEA^EmRT THAT IS BROKEN. IS A H^EmEART THAT IS OPEN.