Tom: G
Dm
G
C
Long ago a young man sits and plays his waiting game
Am
Am7
Dm
G
But things are not the same it seems as in such tender dreams
Dm
G
C
Cm7
F
Slowly passing sailing ships and Sunday afternoon
Am
Am7
Dm
G7
Like people on the moon I see are things not meant to be
(refrão)
Cm7
G
Where do those golden rainbows end
Cm7
G
Why is this song so sad
Cm7
G
Dreaming the dreams I've dreamed my friend
Cm7
G
Loving the love I love to...
Dm
G
C
Cm7
F
Love is just a word I heard when things are being said
Am
Am7
Dm
G
Stories my poor head has told me cannot stand the cold
Dm
G
C
Cm7
F
And in between what might have been and what has come to pass
Am
Dm
G7
A misbegotten guess alas and bits of broken glass
(refrão)
Cm7
G
Where do your golden rainbows end
Cm7
G
Why is this song I sing so sad
Cm7
G
Dreaming the dreams I dream my friend
Cm7
G
Cm7
G
Loving the love I love to love... to love..