Shirley Bassey - Where do i begin

^DmWhere do I begin? To tell the story of how g^Areat a love can be ^A7 The sweet love story that is ^Dmolder than the ^Csea ^Bb The simple truth about the ^A7love he brings to me Where do I ^Dmstart?

^DmLike a summer rain That cools the pavement with a ^A7patent leather shine He came into my life and ^Dmmade the living^Bbmaj7 fine And gave a meaning to this ^Am7empty world of ^A7mine He fills my h^Deart

He fills my h^Gmeart with very s^C7pecial things With angels' ^Fsongs, with wild i^Bbmaginings He fills my^Em7 soul ^A7with so much ^Dmlove That anywhere I g^Gmo, I'm never l^Conely With him al^Fong, who could be l^Bbonely? I reach for his ^E7hand, it's alway^A7s there

^DmHow long does it last? Can love be measured by the ^Ahours in a day? I have no answers now, but t^Dmhis much I can say ^Bbmaj7 I'm going to need him till the s^A7tars all burn away And h^Ae'll be th^D7ere

He fills my h^Gmeart with very spe^Ccial things With angels' so^Fngs, with wild im^Bbaginings He fills my^Em7 soul^A with so much^Dm love That anywhere I ^Gmgo, I'm never l^Conely With him al^Fong, who could be l^Bbonely? I reach for his h^E7and, it's always t^A7here

^DmHow long does it last? Can love be measured by the h^Aours in a day? I have no answers now, but th^Dmis much I can say I^Bbmaj7'm going to need him till the st^A7ars all burn away^A And h^Ae'll be t^Dmhere