Tom: B5 B5 F#5 B5 D5 A5 D5 Long ago a young man sits and plays his waiting game C#5 G#5 C#5 F#5 B5 D5 But things are not the same it seems, as in such tender dreams B5 F#5 B5 D5 A5 D5 Slowly passing sailing ships and Sunday afternoon C#5 G#5 C#5 F#5 B5 D5 Like people on the moon I see are things not meant to be A5 D5 Where do those golden rainbows end A5 D5 Why is this song so sad A5 D5 Dreaming the dreams I've dreamed my friend A5 D5 A5 Loving the love I love to... B5 F#5 B5 D5 A5 D5 Love is just a word I heard when things are being said C#5 G#5 C#5 F#5 B5 D5 Stories my poor head has told me cannot stand the cold B5 F#5 B5 D5 A5 D5 And in be-tween what might have been and what has come to pass C#5 G#5 C#5 F#5 B5 D5 A mis-be-gotten guess a-las and bits of broken glass A5 D5 Where do your golden rainbows end A5 D5 Why is this song I sing so sad A5 D5 Dreaming the dreams I dream my friend A5 D5 A5 D5 Loving the love I love to love... to love.. 3x | | : A5 D5 : | | A5
