Robert Francis - Dakota

^CmLight shines off ^Cm/Arivers flowing ^Gmthrough Every part of ^Bbme Wanting every part ^Cmyou Soft and simple ^Cm/Aveins make a stain Or find a ^Gmdream If I was the one, maybe^Bb I could feel your pai^Ebn ^{Ddim Cm Fm}

And t^Abhe water b^Eboils while the ^Abnight is on f^Ebire I pat^Abiently wa^Ebit like a b^Ddimird on a w^Cmire ^Bb

Yo^Abur dreams are made of f^Ebear while sleep surr^Cmounds us ^Bb Tu^Abnnels changing lanes oh ^Ebsummarize your pain inside a ^Cmschool bus ^{Bb G7}

S^Cmummer fall, October ^Cm/Aends Shadows, odds and ^Gmends Winter won't pr^Bbetend Oh I know I'll see you^Cm again

The wind blows you and ^Cm/Ame Catching teardrops in the l^Gmeaves Oh I don't believe that ^Bbevery night I feel you b^Ebrea^Ddimthe ^{Cm Fm}

And t^Abhe tension^Eb boils like sai^Ablors close to^Eb home Time ^Abis black,^Eb but you as^Ddimsume I'll ^Cmbe alo^Bbne

Fa^Abte does tempt itself a game of cat^Eb and mouse It soon will find^Cm us ^Bb An^Abd anything we need God knows the^Eb devil could precede In denying^Cm us^{Bb G7 Ab}