Epica - Tides of time

^FmYou were always there to hold my hand When times were hard to understand ^Ab But now the tides of time have ^Fmturned They keep c^Cmhanging

^FmSeasons range, but you remain the same A steady heart, a sun ^Abto rain You'll be the light that's shining ^Fmbright High ^Cmabove me

^BbmAutu^Abmn ^Ebgold ^Bbmlosi^Abng ^Ebhold We are ^Bbmleaves meant to ^Abfall There's a ^Gbmeaning to ^Dball that ^Fmfades

Freezing winds were ^Cmstayed by warming ^Fmwords To touch your ^Cmhealing to the ^Abhurt I'll treasure every ^Eblesson ^Fmlearned to the embers

^BbmFire^Ab fa^Ebils, ^Bbmblush^Abes p^Ebale We will ^Bbmanswer the ^Abcall There's a ^Gbmeaning to ^Dball

^FmSeeds of e^Cmulogy to ^Bbmsow along with ^Fmdreams ^BbmFill the need that can ^Ableave us ^Ebgrieving ^Fmalone

^FmFrail is our beauty in the end But all we count is senti^Abment A memory stays to ^Ebguide the ^Fmway, and whisper

^BbmDon't ^Ablose ^Ebsight, ^Bbmdon't ^Abden^Eby We are ^Bbmleaves meant to ^Abfall There's a ^Gbmeaning to ^Dball our

^FmSeeds of ^Cmeulogy to ^Bbmsow along with ^Fmdreams Fill the ^Bbmneed that can ^Ableave us ^Ebgrieving a^Fmlone A ^Cmsymphony res^Bbmounding in our ^Fmminds ^EbGuides ^Fmus ^Gbthrough what we ^Dbknew would ^Ebcome all a^Fmlong

^FmSometimes I feel I don't have the words ^Ab Sometimes I^Db feel I'm not being hear^Cmd ^BbmAnd then I fear I'm ^Abfeeling ^Ebnothing ^Fmmore ^FmSometimes I feel I don't want this change ^AbI think we all have to rearrange ^BbmAnd now I feel there's ^Abno one ^Eblosing ^Fmme

^FmSeeds of ^Cmeulogy to ^Bbmsow along with ^Fmdreams ^BbmFill the need that can ^Dbleave us ^Ebgrieving a^Fmlone A ^Cmsymphony res^Bbmounding in our ^Fmminds

^GbGuides us through (As you ^Bbmhear ^Abme) ^GbAs you do, (As you ^Bbmneed ^Fmme) ^GbMaking true What we ^Dbknew would ^Ebcome all ^Fmalong