Cifras
I Would I Were

Tom: G

Introdução:  G   Am   Bm   G   C   G   Am   Bm   G   C  

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     G                                                   Am         G               C 
I would I were a robin's song borne upon the wind
 G                                                                       Am             G               C 
Lilting light through morning bright, soaring from the limb
         D                           C                                 D                             C 
And if I were that robin's song, I'd soar without delay
         G                                                                     Am       G               C 
And be the first thing that you hear as you begin your day

     G                                                                   Am         G       C 
I wish the Northern Lights were of a fabric apprehended
           G                                                                               Am                     G         C 
That from these earthbound human hands, those lights could be suspended
     D                                 C                                     D                                 C 
I wish the northern lights were mine to hem and sew and weave
         G                                                             Am             G               C 
I'd make a cloak for you to wear to keep you from the breeze
 Em         Am 
Oh___, all of the questions
 D                                             Em 
All of the stars in the sky
               Am 
Oh___, never the answers
 D                                       E7 
Always the wondering why
     A                                                                           Bm                                     D 
I wish my hand could touch the place within your heart that's hidden
         A                                                                 Bm                           D 
And go to you, as if some ghost, that by you had been bidden
         E                                       D                             E                           D 
And though this world is touch and go, I cannot but believe
       A                                                                     Bm                                   D 
Of all the things that touch us first, love is the last to leave
       A                                                                     Bm       D 
Of all the things that touch us first