Frank Wildhorn - This is the moment

This is the ^F#m7/Bmoment, This is the ^Emaj7day When I send ^F#m7/Ball my doubts and demonds on their^Emaj7 way,

Every end^C#eavour, I have made e^G#mver, Is c^F#moming into p^E/G#lay, Is h^Aere and now, today ^B7sus4

^F#m7/BThis is the moment, This is the ^Emaj7time, When the mo^F#m7/Bmentum and the moment are, in ^Emaj7rhyme,

Give me this m^C#oment, This precious c^G#mhance, I'll g^F#m7ather up my ^E/Gpast, and m^Aake some sense at l^A/Bast.

^B7This is the mo^Ement^F#m7/E, When all I've d^Eone, ^F#m7/E All of the dr^Eeaming, scheming and sc^C#mreaming become ^Amaj7one, ^B/A

This is the ^F#m7day, ^B/A See it sparkle and ^G#m7shine, ^C#m When all I've l^F#m7ived for,^F#m7/B becomes m^Eine ^Esus4

For ^B/Aall th^Aese ^G#m7years, ^E/G# I've f^B/Aaced the world a^E/G#lone, ^F#m7 And now the t^E/G#ime has come to p^Amrove to them I made it on my ^Bsus4own.

^A/BThis is the mo^Ement,^F#m7/E My final t^Eest, ^F#m7/E Destiny becko^Ened, I never re^C#mckoned second ^Amaj7best, ^B/A

I wont look ^F#m7down, ^B/A I must not ^G#m7fall, ^C#m This is the m^F#m7oment, ^E/G# The sweetest m^F#m7oment ^F#m7/B of t^B7hem a^Ell ^C7

This is the mo^Fment,^Gm7/F Damn all the o^Fdds, ^Gm7/F This day or ne^Fver, I'll sit fo^Dm7rever with the g^Bbmaj7ods, ^C/Bb

When I look ^Gm7back, ^C/Bb I will always r^Am7ecall, ^{C/D Dm} Moment for m^Gm7oment, ^F/A This was the m^Bboment, ^F/A The greatest mo^Gm7ment of t^C7hem a^Gm7/Fll ^{Gm7/C F}