Tom: D
D
A
G
Bm
I sit beside the fire and think of all that I have seen
D
A
G
Bm
Of meadow flowers and butterflies in summers that have been
G
A
D
Of yellow flowers and gossamer in autumns that there were,
Bm
G
A
D
with morning mist and silver sun and wind upon my hair.
A
G
Bm
I sit beside the fire and think of how the world will be
D
A
G
Bm
when winter comes without a spring that I shall ever see.
Bm
G
A
D
in every wood in every spring there is a different green.
Instrumental
D
A
G
Bm
D
A
G
Bm
Bm
G
A
D
A
G
Bm
I sit beside the fire and think of people long ago
D
A
G
Bm
and people who will see a world that I shall never know.
G
A
D
But all the while I sit and think of times there were before,
Bm
G
A
D
I listen for returning feet and voices at the door.
Outro
Bm
G
A
D
But all the while I sit and think of times there were before,
Bm
G
A
D
I listen for returning feet and voices at the door.