David Bowie - Word on a Wing: chords

        B                          E                              F#
In this age of grand illusion you walked into my life out of my dreams
         B                              E                    F#
I don't need another change, still you forced away into my scheme of things
B               E          F#
You say we're growing, growing heart and soul
        B                          E                         F#
In this age of grand illusion you walked into my life out of my dreams

  B                 E                  F#
Sweet name, you're born once again for me
  B                 E                  F#
Sweet name, you're born once again for me

     B            E                      F#
Oh sweet name, I call you again, you're born once again for me
        B                            E
Just because I believe don't mean I don't think as well
       F#                             B/F#      F#
Don't have to question everything in heaven or hell

 C#               C#maj7       A#m
Lord, I kneel and offer you my word on a wing
          F             F7               A
And I'm trying hard to fit among your scheme of things
      Dm                                E
It's safer than a strange land, but I still care for myself
       C                     Dm   D7
And I don't stand in my own light
 G     D                            A         G    D
Lord, lord, my prayer flies like a word on a wing
                        A         G
My prayer flies like a word on a wing
D                           A               G
Does my prayer fit in with your scheme of things?

In this age of grand illusion you walked into my life out of my dreams
Sweet name, you're born once again for me
just as long as I can see, I'll never stop this vision flowing
I look twice and you're still flowing

Just as long as I can walk, I'll walk beside you, I'm alive in you
Sweet name, you're born once again for me

         F#
And I'm ready to shape the scheme of things
G     E7
Ooh, ready to shape the scheme of things
G     E7
Ooh, ready to shape the scheme of things
G     E7
Ooh, ready to shape the scheme of things
G     E7
Ooh, ready to shape the scheme of things
F#
Ooh, Ah

Chorus:
Lord, I kneel and offer you my word on a wing
And I'm trying hard to fit among your scheme of things
It's safer than a strange land, but I still care for myself
And I don't stand in my own light
Oh Lord, Lord, my prayer flies like a word on a wing
And I'm trying hard to fit among your scheme of things
But it's safer than a strange land, but I still care for myself
And I don't stand in my own light
Lord, Lord, my prayer flies like a word on a wing
My prayer flies like a word on a wing
Does my prayer fit in with your scheme of things?