lightfoot gordon - "changes"


By Gordon Lightfoot
From the Lightfoot Lp

Inst... [C] [D] [G] [Am] [C] [D] [Bm] [Em] [C] [D] [G] [Am] [D] [G]

[C]Sit by my [D]side come as [G]close as the [Am]air
[C]Share in a mem[D]ory of [Bm]grey
And [Em]wander in my [C]words
And [D]dream about the pic[G]tures that I [Am]play__[D]__ of ch[G]anges

Green leaves of summer turn red in the fall
To brown & to yellow they fade
But then they have to die
Trapped within the circle time parade of changes


Moments of magic will glow in the dark
All fears of the forest are gone
But when the morning breaks
They're swept away by golden drops of dawn of changes

Passions will part to a warm melody
As fires will sometimes turn cold
Like petals in the wind
We're puppets to the silver strings of souls of changes


Your tears will be trembling now we're somewhere else
One last cup of wine we will pour
I'll kiss you one more time
And leave you on the rolling river shores of changes