Genevieve Sugarland Capo 6 1st verse: My he[G]art's grown cold. There's not much left. My bl[D]ood won't turn. And I can se[C]e my brea[G]the. She [G]walks above the angels room. Ca[D]tch the snow, feels like wi[C]nter. C(PALM MUTE) I'd do anything to just be with her. G, D, C, G, D, C 2nd Verse: Well the wo[G]rld won't turn. The world won't turn. The fra[D]mes won't break. And the let[C]ter's won't bu[G]rn. The wh[G]ole thing seemed like Einsteins dreams. S[D]ee the smoke, star (allcountrytabs.com)