Glen Campbell - Visions of sugar plums

^BmWhen I want to ^Ddrop out of ^D/F#reality I ^Emcop out To the ^Gmemory of ^F#things that you and ^BmI did ^{F# F#7} My ^Bmmind is a pro^F#jection as I ^Dgaze in reco^D/F#llection at the ^EmCinearama ^F#screen inside my ey^Bmelids

And ^Gvisions of s^Dugar plums ^Grace thru my ^Dhead You and ^GI drinking y^Aesterdays ^Dwine But ^Gsoon the morning sun of t^Doday will touch my ^Embed And b^Gurst the pretty ^Abubble in my ^Dmind ^{G F# F#7}

^BmNow my eyes are ^Dopen remi^D/F#nising dreams are ^Embroken by the ^Glips of one m^F#istake I made a ^Bmwhile back ^{F# F#7} For I^Bm chose her in ^Dplace of you so ^D/F#when I need a ^Emtaste of you ^GI look into my ^F#mind and see you s^Bmmile back

And ^Gvisions of s^Dugar plums ^Grace thru ^Dmy head You and ^GI drinking y^Aesterdays ^Dwine ^GBut soon the morning sun of ^Dtoday will touch my ^Embed ^GAnd burst the pretty ^Abubble in my ^Dmind