Tom: F
Introdução: Gm C F Dm
Gm C
Maybe we are mustard seeds
F Dm
Underneath a heavy storm
Gm C
Nothing lives if nothing gives
F Dm
Nothing held too tight will grow
Gm A Dm
As those of us afraid of love -oh no
Dm Gm C
'Cause if one day I wake up
F Dm
And my body is old
Dm Gm
I will want to have loved
C Dm
And I won't care much for gold
Dm Gm
If one day I wake up
C F
And I know it's the end
Dm Gm
I won't need to pretend
A Dm
To be anything at all
Gm C Dm
Gm C
May we be worry free
F Dm
Breath it in and let it go
Gm C
May we live to forgive
F Dm
Well we might as well
Gm A Dm
'Cause those of us curious can go
Dm Gm C
'Cause if one day I wake up
F Dm
And my body is old
Dm Gm
I will want to have loved
C Dm
And I won't care much for gold
Dm Gm
If one day I wake up
C F
And I know it's the end
Dm Gm
I won't need to pretend
A Dm
To be anything at all
Gm C F Dm Gm C F Dm Gm C F Dm
(Pedro Poeta)