transcribed by Brent Wallace D5 (walk down D5 - C#5 - B5 - A5 ) A5 I like the way that your hair falls away when the night brings a candle to you A5 D5 And I like to stare as you come down the stair and the light from the landing shines through D5 A5 And how many fallen leaves will it take to believe that autumn has finally come A5 D5 The weathers grown colder and we've both grown older it's hard to believe we're still one Chorus G5 D5 E5 A5 Let's dance that old dance once more, still move as smooth on that old ballroom floor G5 D5 I'll wear my Sunday best, you wear your favourite dress E5 A5 G5 Lock up the door, and lets dance that old dance once more You hung around keep my feet on the ground when I acted as proud as a fool We were kids and we've grown, we've got kids of our own Got to raise by the old golden rule Somehow it seems, some of our dreams got discarded somewhere on the road When all that was true could be found in the blue of your eyes that still sparkle and glow CHORUS . .The frosting has come and with a flick of his thumb turned the windows to renaissance art As we sit round the fire with no need to enquire about the ways of the soul and the heart Years passed us by like a soft whispered sigh not noticing youth as it flew It's easy to tell that you wear your age well not trying to prove you're still you Chorus 2xish and fade
