Tono: Gm
Introducción: Gm C Gm Gm C Gm
Gm Cm
The cold wind whistles through the graveyard
Ab D7
A solitary man shuffles through
Eb Bb
He pauses for a moment to stare at the stone
Ab D7
He doesn&rsquo t seem to know what to do
Gm Cm
Her voice is an echoing memory,
Ab D7
He recalls the muted pain in her eyes
Gm Fm7
The world seems a strange and different place
D7 Gm
When the one that close to you dies
Cm Gm
And he wishes he had done things better
Cm D7
And he wishes he had given more time,
Eb Bb
And he wishes he had let her touch his heart, He was
Ab
always too busy to harvest the fruit&hellip .
D7 Gm
when it was on the vine
Gm Cm
His sleep is fitful and broken
Ab D7
He thinks he hears her steps passing by
Gm Fm
He dreams she is silently begging once more
D7 Gm
and even now he can&rsquo t hear her cry.
Cm Gm
And he wishes he had done things better
Cm D7
And he wishes he had given more time,
Eb Bb
And he wishes he had let her touch his heart, He was
Ab
always too busy to harvest the fruit&hellip .
D7 Gm
when it was on the vine
Gm Cm Ab D7
Eb Bb Ab D7
Gm Cm Ab D7
Gm Fm7 D7 Gm
Cm Gm
And he wishes he had done things better
Cm D7
And he wishes he had given more time,
Eb Bb
And he wishes he had let her touch his heart, He was
Ab
always too busy to harvest the fruit&hellip .
D7 Gm
when it was on the vine
Gm Cm
Her voice is an echoing memory,
Ab D7
He recalls the muted pain in her eyes
Gm Fm
He dreams she is silently begging once more
D7 Gm
and even now he can&rsquo t hear her cry
Cm Gm
And he wishes he had done things better
Cm D7
And he wishes he had given more time,
Eb Bb
And he wishes he had let her touch his heart, He was
Ab
always too busy to harvest the fruit&hellip .
Fm
always too busy to harvest the fruit&hellip .
Eb
always too busy to harvest the fruit&hellip .
D7 Gm
when it was on the vine