Am | Am | D | E | Am | C | F | |
When the ni | ght winds softly b | low t | hrough my open | window |
Dm | E | Am | C | F | Dm | E7 | |
the | n I start to remem | ber | the gi | rl that | brought me joy |
Am | Am | D | E | Am | C | F | |
Now the nig | ht winds softly b | low s | adness to tomo | rrow |
Dm | E | Am | C | F | |
b | rin | ging tears to eyes so tir | ed |
Dm | E7 | E7 | |
Eye | s I thought c | ould cry no more |
Chorus: |
A Cm# F# F#(or E) D |
If the day would only come then you might just appear |
Cm# | Bm | G | D | |
even th | ough you'd soon be g | one when | I reached out my | hand |
A | E | D | E | |
If I could | see you | (ooohh | ooooh) |
A | E | D | E | |
If only I c | ould see | you oo | ooh ooo | oh |
A | D | Cm# | F# | |
To see if you | are laughing | or c | rying |
A | D | A | Bm | E | A | Am | Dm | E | |
When the night w | ind | s | s | oftly | blow |
Am | Am | D | E | Am | C | F | |
In my da | rk and whi | spering room M | emories still brin | g me |
Dm | E | Am | C | F | Dm | E7 | |
a n | umbness to my feel | ings | Take | my hand | and brush my brow |
Am | Am | D | E | Am | C | F | |
In the | warm and | fevered | dark Heart is madly bea | ting |
Dm | E | Am | C | F | |
My | cra | zy thoughts are burn | ing |
Dm | E7 | E7 | |
When the | night winds sof | tly blo | w |
Chorus: |
A Cm# F# F# (or E) D |
If the day would only come then you might just appear |
Cm# | Bm | G | D | |
even th | ough you'd soon be g | one when | I reached out my | hand |
A | E | D | E | |
If I could | see you | (ooohh | ooooh) |
A | E | D | E | |
If only I c | ould see | you oo | ooh ooo | oh |
A | D | Cm# | F# | |
To see if you | are laughing | or c | rying |
A | D | A | Bm | E | A | Am | Dm | E | |
When the night w | ind | s | s | oftly | blow |
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