The Toys - Lovers concerto

^CHow gentle is the ^Emrain That ^Ffalls ^Gsoftly on the ^Cmead^Amow, ^DmBirds ^Ghigh up the ^Ctrees ^AmSerenade the ^Gclouds ^Cwith their melo^Dmdies^G7

Oh, ^Csee there beyond the ^Emhill, The ^Fbright ^Gcolors of the ^Crain^Ambow. ^DmSome ^Gmagic from a^Cbove ^AmMade this day for ^Dmus ^Gjust to fall in ^Clov^Ge

^CNow, I belong to ^Emyou From ^Fthis ^Gday until for^Cev^Amer, ^DmJust ^Glove me tender^Cly ^AmAnd I'll give to ^Gyou ^Cevery part of ^Dmme.^G7

^COh, don't ever make me ^Emcry Through ^Flong ^Glonely nights with^Cout ^Amus. ^DmBe ^Galways true to ^Cme, ^AmKeep this day in ^Dmyour ^Gheart eternal^Cly.^G

^COne day we shall re^Emturn To ^Fthis ^Gplace upon the ^Cmea^Amdow. ^DmWe'll ^Gwalk out in the ^Crain, ^AmSee the birds a^Gbove ^Csinging once a^Dmgain^G7

Oh, ^Cyou hold me in your ^Emarms, And ^Fsay ^Gonce again you ^Clove ^Amme, ^DmAnd ^Gif your love is ^Ctrue,

^AmEverything will ^Dmbe ^Gjust as wonder^Cful. Set8