Steve Felber

[Verso 1] C G Met him in a smalltown music store, starin at a beatup Strat, Am G Told him, I aint much at playin, sir dont know if Im built for that. Dm G He said, Son, we all start small, thats how every song begins. C G C A guitar dont judge your story, it just listens when you sing. [Refrão] Am G He held that neck like it was fragile, like the hurt I kept inside. Dm G C Tuned it up and said, Lift your head let this guitar cry. [Refrão] C Cause it aint what you are, its what you can be. Am Not the rust on the strings but the songs youll see. Dm Every dream starts quiet like a whisper in the trees. G And the strongest hearts rise from the inbetweens. C So dont measure yourself by what the world lets you see. G C It aint always what you are, its what you can be. [Verso 2] C G Week by week I kept on comin in, learnin chords and findin hope. Am G Told him life had knocked me down so hard I barely learned to cope. Dm G He said, Son, dont let your past decide the man youre gonna be. C G C Its the choices that you make, the fire you choose to keep. [Refrão] Am Dm He smiled the first time I nailed a song and said, Man, I feel alive. C Dm Thats what musics made to do, it helps your heart survive. [Verso 3] C G One day he walked in smilin, said, I built somethin just for you. Am G Pulled out a custom guitar made of parts hed saved and knew. Dm G Said, I shaped the neck for how you play, set-up the strings your way. C G C Tuned it for the songs you write, now play what you need to say. [Refrão] C Cause it aint what you are, its what you can be. Am Not the rust on the strings but the songs youll see. Dm Every dream starts quiet like a whisper in the trees. G And the strongest hearts rise from the inbetweens. C So dont measure yourself by what the world lets you see. G C It aint always what you are, its what you can be. [Ponte] Am Dm Somewhere between the lessons and the stories that wed trade, C G We stopped bein just teacher and student, a real friendship made. [Verso 4] C G Now hes teachin younger kids the same way he taught me, Am G Tellin them their stories are bigger than the places that theyre in. Dm G And when they doubt the road ahead or who theyre meant to be, C G C He smiles and says the words he once said to me. [Refrão] C Cause it aint what you are its what you can be. Am Not the rust on the strings but the songs youll see. Dm Every dream starts quiet like a whisper in the trees. G And the strongest hearts rise from the inbetweens. C So dont measure yourself by what the world lets you see. G C It aint always what you are, its what you can be.