The Alan Parsons Project - Old and wise

As ^Amfar as my ^Geyes can ^Fsee ^{Fmaj7 F} There are ^Amshadows ap^Gproaching m^Fe ^{Fmaj7 F} And to ^Cmthose I left be^Ghind I ^Bbwanted you to ^Fknow You've ^Fmalways shared my ^Cmdeepest thoughts You ^Dfollow where I ^Ggo And ^Cmoooo^Gmoooh^Fm when I'm old and ^Cmwise ^FmBitter words mean ^Cmlittle to me ^DAutumn wids will ^Gblow right through me And ^Cmsome^Gmday^Fm in the midst of^Cm time ^FmWhen they asked me ^Cmif I knew you I'd ^Dsmile and say you ^Gwere a friend of ^Abmine And ^Bbsadness would be ^Gmlifted from my ^Cmeyes ^AbOh ^Bbwhen I'm old and ^Cwise

As ^Amfar as my ^Geyes can ^Fsee ^{Fmaj7 F} There are ^Amshadows sur^Grounding ^Fme ^{Fmaj7 F} And to ^Cmthose I left be^Ghind I ^Bbwanted you to ^Fknow You've ^Fmalways shared my ^Cmdarkest hours I'll ^Dmiss you when I ^Ggo And ^Cmoooo^Gmoooh^Fm when I'm old and ^Cmwise ^FmHeavy words that ^Cmtossed and blew me ^DLike autumn winds will ^Gblow right through me And ^Cmsome^Gmday^Fm in the mist of ^Cmtime ^FmWhen they asked you ^Cmif you knew me Re^Dmember that you ^Gwere a friend of ^Abmine As the ^Bbfinal curtains ^Gmfalls before my ^Cmeyes ^AbOh ^Bbwhen I'm old and ^Cwise As ^Amfar as my ^Geyes can ^Fsee ^{Fmaj7 F A}