[5.2 Users: Lead II (sawtooth)]

He

was

born

with

a

six

string,

not

a

shot

gun

in

his

hand.

And

he

walked

a

cross

the

wa

ter,

to

reach

the

prom

ised

land

And

he

searched

for

the

fu

ture,

for

the

mean

ing

of

our

lives.

Hear

ing

echo

es

in

the

dis

tance,

a

love

that's

hard

to

find

Catch

the

storm,

don't

wait

un

til

the

dawn.

Catch

the

storm,

no

where

to

run,

no

more

to

roam

Come

back

to

me,

I

need

yer

love

so

bad.

Come

back

to

me,

with

out

you

I

feel

so

sad.

There

were

end

less

days

and

nights,

where

our

love

turned

in

to

ice

But

the

flame's

in

side,

still

burn

ing,

bro

ken

dreams

in

pa

ra

dise

We

called

the

eyes

of

the

rain

bow,

to

free

us

from

our

sins

We

searched

the

night

for

all

lost

prom

i

ses,

a

fight

we

could

n't

win

Catch

the

storm,

don't

wait

un

til

the

dawn.

Catch

the

storm,

there

is

no

more

to

roam,

no

where

to

run

Come

back

to

me,

I

need

yer

love

so

bad.

Come

back

to

me,

with

out

you

I

feel

so

sad.

Come

back

to

me,

I

need

yer

love

so

bad.

Come

back

to

me,

with

out

you

I

feel

so

sad.

So

sad.

Oh,

Oh,

Oh,

Oh,

Yeah!

Come

back

to

me,

I

need

yer

love

so

bad.

Come

back

to

me,

with

out

you

I

feel

so

sad.

Come

back

to

me,

yeah,

I

need

yer

love

so

bad.

Come

back

to

me,

with

out

you

I

feel

so

sad.

So

sad.

Oh

yeah.

So

Come

back

to

me,

yeah,

with

out

you

I

feel

so

sad.

So

sad.

So

sad.

So

sad