Capo: 5

Capo 5 C...

A ^Cvoice calls ^Gsoftly A-moll E-moll It calls from within To ^Ftrust my ^Csteps And to ^Dm7keep on drea^Gming C G A-moll E-moll Around night falls and all turns to grey But ^FI hold a ^Clight to ^Glight my ^Cway

The ^Csky is ^Gcear blue A-moll E-moll No matter what we do The ^Froad is ^Dm7long But I ^Gsee the light That ^Cshines at the ^Gend A-moll E-moll The arms reaching in I ^Fknow that ^Cyou are ^Gwaiting for ^Cme

^CThough sorrows, ^Gtroubles A-moll E-moll May gather up high ^FBroken glass p^Cieces ^Dm7Fall from the ^Gsky Memo^Cries though ^Gsad A-moll E-moll Will hold something true ^FShattered glass ^Cpieces Ref^Glect something ^Cnew

C G A-moll E-moll F C Dm7 G la, la, la... oo... ooo... C G A-moll E-moll F C G C

A ^Cvoice calls ^Gsoftly A-moll E-moll It calls from within To ^Ftrust my ^Csteps And to ^Dm7keep on drea^Gming

C G A-moll E-moll Around night falls and all turns to grey

But ^FI hold a ^Clight ^Fdeep in my ^Cheart I ^Fknew you were ^Cwaiting right ^Gfrom the ^Cstart

C G A-moll E-moll F C Dm7 G la, la, la... oo... ooo... C G A-moll E-moll F C G C

Hayley Westenra - Many times always