Prodigal

(B)Living on my (C#m)own,

thinking for (Amaj7)myself;

castles in the sand,

temporary wealth.

The walls are falling down,

the storms are closing in.

Tears have filled my eyes,

here I am again.

And I've held out as long as I can.

(B)Now I'm letting go and holding out my hand.

(C#m)Daddy, here I am again.

Will You (E)take me back tonight?

(C#m)I went and made the world my friend,

and it (E)left me high and dry.

I (Amaj7)drag Your name back through the mud that You first found me in.

Not worthy to be called Your son,

is this to be my end?

Daddy, here I am,

here I am again.

(B)Curse this morning sun!

Drags me into one more day of reaping what I've sown,

of living with my shame.

Welcome to my world and the life that I have (Amaj7)made,

where one day you're a prince,

the next day you're a slave.

(B)And I've (Bsus)held

(B)And I've held out as long as I can.

(B)Now I'm letting go and holding out my hand.

(C#m)Daddy, here I am again.

Will You (E)take me back tonight?

(C#m)I went and made the world (Amaj7)my friend,

and it (E)left me high and dry.

I (Amaj7)drag Your name back through the mud that You first found me in.

Not worthy to be called Your son,

is this to be my end?

Daddy, here I am,

here I am again.