[D]I [G]draw my name in the [D]sand [G]and I'll teach you to [Gm]brand your letters the [D]same [G]
[D]Oh, [G]how the time seems to [D]waste [G]tender words, inter[Gm]laced with bitter re[D]gret
Just a [G]turn of the page gentle [D]sparks grow to flames
With summer sun I [G]burn, I know you'll be a [D]while [D7]
All I can do is [G]smile and wait for the seasons to [D]turn
Slumber [G]on, seed of [Gm]spring you must ne[A]ver know a thing
My feather what you'd [G]learn, would [Gm]swing cycles a[D]part [B7]
As the days [D]slip away, they will each take a leaf of my [G]heart [Gm]
Though wе [D]come hand-in-hand our due parting's so far from the [G]start [Gm]
I'll [D]wait for you dеar through the heat of July
Falling [D7]leaves of September, and cold winter winds with a [G]sigh Pass me [A]by
I'll [D]wait for you here over 200 nights
By the [D7]light of the moon while the riverbed whispers in [G]white little lies [A]
I'll [D]wait for you dеar through the heat of July
Falling [D7]leaves of September, and cold winter winds with a [G]sigh Pass me [A]by
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