F CF C SugarF C Sugar, butter, flour [Verse 1]F C Sometimes I still see herF C My mother the dreamerF C F C She'd say, "Nothing's impossible child"F C A dream needs believingF C To taste like the real thingF C Dm C Like some stranger you recognizeF C So pure, so pure, so electricF C So sure, so sure, so connectedF C Dm C To those little believers insideF Cm F May we all be so lucky [Verse 2]F CF C But dreams are elusiveF C The kind we've gotten used toF Is nothing I can feel Nothing I can holdC Nothing I can haveDm Nothing that I knowC F Dreams come and they go [Verse 3]F C But hold them and keep themF C And know that you need themF C Dm C When your breaking point's all that you haveF A dream is a soft place to landF Cm F C May we all be so lucky [Outro]F C Sugar, butter, flour
Soft Place To Land
Sara Bareilles
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