Andrew Lloyd Webber - Till i hear you sing

^CThe day starts, the day ends ^FTime crawls ^Cby ^CNight steals in, ^Ampacing the ^Gfloor ^BbThe moments creep, Yet I cant b^Cear to sl^Ameep ^AmTill I hear you s^Ging

^CAnd weeks pass, and months pass ^FSeasons f^Cly ^CStill you dont w^Amalk through the do^Gor ^BbAnd in a haze I count the s^Cilent d^Amays ^AmTill I hear you s^Ging once m^Core.

^EmAnd sometimes at night time ^EmI dream that you are the^Gre ^AmBut wake holding nothing but the e^Bbmpty ^Gair

And ^Cyears come, and years go ^FTime runs d^Cry ^CStill I ache ^Amdown to the c^Gore ^BbMy broken soul Cant be a^Clive and w^Amhole ^AmTill I hear you s^Ging once m^Core

^EmAnd music, your music ^EmIt teases at my e^Gar I ^Amturn and it fades away and ^Bbyoure not ^Ghere

Let ^Chopes pass, let dreams pass ^FLet them d^Cie ^CWithout you, w^Amhat are they f^Gor? ^BbIll always feel ^CNo more than h^Galfway r^Ameal ^AmTill I hear you ^Gsing once ^Cmore