C D7 Dm G C x2 C Dm G C Am Isn't life strange, a turn of the page? Dm G C Can read like before, can we ask for more? Dm G C Am Each day passes by, how hard man will try Dm The sea will not wait; G C G Am D Dm You know it makes me want to cry, cry, cry C G Am G Wished I could be in your heart, F Em Dm G To be one with your love C G Am G Wished I could be in your eyes, F Em Dm G looking back where you were; F C and here we are C Dm G C Am Isn't love strange, a word we arrange? Dm G C With no thought or care, maker of despair Dm G C Am Each breath that we breathe, with love we must weave Dm To make us as one; G C G Am D Dm You know it makes me want to cry, cry, cry C G Am G Wished I could be in your heart, F Em Dm G To be one with your love C G Am G Wished I could be in your eyes, F Em Dm G looking back where you were; F C when we were young C Dm G C Am Isn't life strange, a turn of the page? Dm G C A book without light, unless with love we write Dm G C Am To throw it away, to lose just a day Dm The quicksand of time; G C G Am D Dm You know it makes me want to cry, cry, cry C G Am G Wished I could be in your heart, F Em Dm G To be one with your love C G Am G Wished I could be in your eyes, F Em Dm G looking back where you were C G Am G Wished I could be in your heart, F Em Dm G To be one with your love C G Am G Wished I could be in your eyes, F Em Dm G looking back where you were C G Am G Wished I could be in your heart, F Em Dm G To be one with your love C G Am G Wished I could be in your eyes, F Em Dm G looking back where you were * Alternate: Capo III