Standard (EADGBE)
Dawn, like an angel, lights on the step
Muting the morning she heralds
Dew on the grass like the tears the night wept
Gone long before the day wears old
(xx0111)
Time stills the singing a child holds so dear
Amd I'm just beginning to hear
Gone are the pathways the child followed home
Gone, like the sand and the foam
Pressed in the pages of some aging past
Lies an old lily, crumbling
Marking a moment of childish respects
Long since betrayed and forgotten
(xx0111)
Time stills the singing a child holds so dear
Amd I'm just beginning to hear
Gone are the pathways the child followed home
Gone, like the sand and the foam
then:
Gone, like the sand... (gone like the sand)
Gone, like the sand and the fo----am