Perished

 

(C) Perished perhaps are (D) some of our dreams,

the (A) ones that weren’t worth (D) clinging to.

(C) Millions of fortunes are (D) made in the night,

we (A) simply have to (E) close our eyes

 

(C) But open to the morning, I turn (D) them to you. 

It (A) makes me want to (E) realize.

(C) That perished perhaps are (D) some of our dreams,

but (A) perish the thought of (E) losing you.

 

(F) Oo   oo  oo (Am) laa laa laa    

(F) Oo   (D)  o   (G) oo   (G7) laa   laa  laa

 

(C) Our promises, they (D) were but a dream,

the (A) dream of lovers with (E) starry eyes

But (C) even the stars in (D) daytime it seems

have (A) perished before the (E) sunrise.

 

(C) Perished, but no.  The (D) nighttime still gleams,

and (C) sometimes I think what (E) we been through

That (C) perished perhaps are (D) some of our dreams,

but (A) perish the thought of (E) losing you.

 

 C    D    A   E

 

by Tom Zurinskas