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| C# | Bbm | | Perhaps | love is like a | resting place |
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| F# | Ab | | A | shelter from the | storm |
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| C# | Bbm | | It ex | ists to give you | comfort |
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| F# | Ab | | It’s | there to keep you | warm |
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| Bbm | Fm | | And | in those times of | trouble |
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| F# | Ab | | When | you are most a | lone |
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| F# | Ab | C# | F# | Ab | | The | memory of | love will bring you | home | | |
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| C# | Bbm | | Perhaps | love is like a | window |
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| F# | Ab | | Per | haps an open | door |
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| C# | Bbm | | It in | vites you to come | closer |
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| F# | Ab | | It | wants to show you | more |
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| Bbm | Fm | | And | even if you | lose yourself |
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| F# | Ab | | And | don’t know what to | do |
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| F# | Ab | C# | | The | memory of | love will see you | through |
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| | | Fm | Bbm | | | Oh | love to some is | like a cloud |
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| | | F# | Ab | C# | | | To | some as | strong as | steel |
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| | | Fm | Bbm | | | For | some a way of | living |
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| | | F# | Ab | C# | | | For | some a | way to | feel |
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| | | Fm | Bbm | | | And | some say love is | holding on |
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| | | F# | C# | | | And | some say letting | go |
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| | | Fm | Bbm | | | And | some say love is | everything |
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| | | F# | Ab | | | | Some say they don’t | know |
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| C# | Bbm | | Perhaps | love is like the | ocean |
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| F# | Ab | | Full of | conflicts, full of | pain |
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| C# | Bbm | | Like a | fire when it’s | cold outside |
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| F# | Ab | | Thunder when it | rains |
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| C# | Bbm | | If | I should live | forever |
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| F# | Ab | | And | all my dreams come | true |
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| F# | Ab | C# | | My | memory of | love will be of | you |
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