Chris de Burgh - The last moments of the dawn

In the ^Amlast moments of the ^Emdawn ^Am Before the ^Dmday begins Before we ^Csay good^Gnight ^EmHold me ^Amnow, ^Emkiss me ^Amnow My ^Dmhands are shaking And my ^Emheart is aching At the ^Fthought of making love with ^Gyou

To^Amnight, I would never ^Emdream that ^AmI Would ^Dmfall in love And it would ^Cbe with ^Gyou We're ^Emout at ^Amsea, just ^Emyou and ^Amme Now the ^Dmwind is blowing And my ^Empassion is growing And your ^Feyes are glowing with the ^Glight of ^Clove

Why it should be this way for ^Cyou and me It must be ^Gdestiny ^{E F} And from a new horizon^D You came right out of the ^Gblu^Fe ^Em

With the ^Amlast moments of the ^Emdawn ^Am Could be the ^Dmfirst day of my ^Glife with ^Cyou

^EmHold me ^Amnow, ^Emkiss me a^Amgain 'Cause my ^Dmhands are shaking And my ^Emheart is aching As the d^Fream of making love with ^Gyou comes ^Ctrue ^{F G}

In the ^Clast ^Emmom^Aments ^Fof the ^Gdawn In the ^Clast ^Emmom^Aments ^Fof the ^Gdawn In the ^Clast ^Emmom^Aments ^Fof the ^Gdawn In the ^Clast ^Emmom^Aments ^Fof the ^Gdawn ^C