CLove me now and Amlove me well, it's your Glove I crave to Cknow.
BeCfore I stand here Amburied in this Gunforgiving Csnow.
FLove me good oh Amlove me please, but I'm Fpleased to know you at Gall.
CPull me out beAmfore I'm gone, and Gplease don't let me Cfall.
CFall asleep, but Amnot for long, your Gdreams are in your Chands.
CHandle them Amgracefully, but don't Glet them sift like Csand.
FSing of love and Amsing of none, but reFmember when you are Gthrough,
CI'll be here to Amsing along and my Gheart will be withC you.
F C G C
CMoments are Amfleeting, each Gend is a Cgreeting
To Cwhat lies aAmhead, so get Gup from your Cbed.
Keep your Ceyes off the Amclock, time's spent Gbetter with them Clocked in Fmine.
Oh, I Ctell you it's Amtrue, every Fsecond is a Gtreasure with Cyou.
Am G C G C
Am C G
CWinds are mean and Amtime is too; I can Gsee them in my Cface.
But Cwinds have timely Ambrought us close, like Gpearls sewn into Clace.
He Fhas great plans in Ammind for us for Fwelfare, not for Gwoe.
CPlans to give us Amfutures full of Ggoodness, full of Chope.
