Tom: B
Introdução: Bm/A G D A
Bm G
A scrapbook on my lap. A soft head on my shoulder.
D A
Behind loose plastic pages are some fading photographs
Bm G
Peculiar fashion styles In the corner there's a baby
D A
Behind the infant smile is a heart I recognize.
Bm G
What was I doing then? Learning to take some steps.
D A
Then walking through adolescence some thousand miles away.
Bm G
And up in heaven God called a meeting.
D A
And in the space that was next to mine he chose
to write your name.
G A Bm
I never understood our weather here. Or how together life and death must dance.
A
But I'll forever be most baffled by the subtle glances from who I landed.
Bm
What are the chances...
There's the place where the story about us started and took the stage.
Bm D
Either way I am going to stay.
Though the waves will try to pull me away...