Runrig - Book of golden stories

Book of ^Cgolden stories. Days of ^Gopen roads Now the ^Amautumn leaves are fa^Flling We ll me^Cet on the edges. Memo^Gries, no regrets Now the ^Amminstrel boy is ^Fcall^Ging

But as ^Clong as ^FI can see the ^Emmornin^Fg In ^Cmiracles much ^Fmore than I can ^Gsay Its eno^Cugh to k^Feep me still b^Emelievi^Fng In ^Cdrifting h^Geart so far a^Cway

You ^Ctook me through the pages. Good ^Ghappiness is shared ^AmLost in the web of c^Fhanges This ^Ccould be the last dance. Waltzi^Gng in the rain Till ^Amthe minstrel comes to ^Fsave ^Gus