Key: A
Introduction: A Bm F#m D
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I get this feeling every year, the first days of winter
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Pull out that box of souvenirs to read your old letters
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In the stack of memories, found a note you left for me
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It almost feels like you're still here
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I hear your voice in every word
E D
You told me to remember
A E Bm
Take each day and make it last
F#m D
'Cause you turn around and the future is the past
A E Bm
Here and now is all we have
F#m D Bm
The beginning and the end mean so little
F#m D
What matters most is what's in the middle
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Makes me smile when I look back to every summer
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You forget your birthday and just laugh you say "It's just a number"
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But Sunday afternoons, they meant so much to you
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The simple things were golden
F#m D
You found beauty in every moment
A E Bm
Take each day and make it last
F#m D
'Cause you turn around and the future is the past
A E Bm
Here and now is all we have
F#m D Bm
The beginning and the end mean so little
F#m D
What matters most is what's in the middle
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E Bm
The day you're born is just a start
E Bm
Your last breath is a question mark
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The story of your life is in the in between
A E Bm
Take each day and make it last
F#m D
'Cause you turn around and the future is the past
A E Bm D
Here and now is all we have
A E Bm
Take each day and make it last
F#m D
'Cause you turn around and the future is the past
A E Bm
Here and now is all we have
F#m D Bm
The beginning and the end mean so little
F#m D
What matters most is what's in the middle
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What's in the middle