A5 
he was crazy, of course 
         G5                   F5 
from the first she must have known it 
        G5 
but she  *  *  *  *  *  went on with him 
    G5              A5 
and never once had shown it 
    A5 
she took him off the streets 
        G5                  F5 
and she dried his tears of grieving 
      G5 
 *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  
      G5             A5 
she believed in his believing 
 

      C5                      A5                 G5 
   oh he was the sun burning bright and brittle and 
               G5                             A5 
   she was the moon shining back his light a little 
            F5              G5 
   he was a shooting star, she was softer and more slowly 
      A5 
   he could not make things possible 
       F5                            A5 
   but she could make them holy - holy 
 

         A5                          G5 
well she gave him a daughter and she gave him a son 
          G5                        F5 
she was a mother and a wife, and a lover when the day was done 
            A5 
when he was too far gone for giving love 
        G5 
what he offered her instead 
        A5 
was the knowledge she was the only thing 
     F5              A5 
that was not in his head