[Am]Once [Em]upon a [F]winter’s [C]chill.
What would [Dm]life have [Em]been if I [F]hadn’t [G]met you [Am]still.
[Am]Cold and [Em]gray a [F]winter’s [C]day.
Our [Dm]story [Em]starts as it [F]melts the [G]ice [Am]away.
You [C]came and held my [G]hand.
Your [F]warmth my heart it [C]mends.
And [F]even through the [C]years.
Your [D]love remains so [G]clear.
You’ve [Am]walked with [Em]me.
You’ve [F]been my [C]friend.
As I [Dm]share the [Em]tale of our [F]beginning [G]not the [Am]end.
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[Bm]Dusk has [F#m]drawn my [G]heart’s [D]forlorn.
As you [Em]breathe your [F#m]last,
your endless [G]love is [A]warmly [Bm]sworn.
[Bm]Cold and [F#m]gray a [G]winter’s [D]day.
Our [Em]story [F#m]waits once more it’ll [G]melt the [A]ice [Bm]away.
You’ll [D]come and hold my [A]hand.
Your [G]warmth I’ll feel [D]again.
And [G]then the sun we’ll [D]see.
The [E]cold there’ll be never [A]be.
You’ll [Bm]walk with [F#m]me.
You’ll [G]be my [D]friend.
As I [Em]share the [F#m]tale of our [G]beginning [A]not the [Bm]end.
Our [G]beginning [A]not the [Bm]end.
Our [G]beginning [A]not the [Bm]end.