verse 1
Bm Em A D
If I held in my hand every grain of sand
G Em F#
Since time first began to be
Bm Em A D
Still, I could never count measure the amount
G Em Bm
Of all the things you are to me
verse 2
Bm Em A D
If I could paint the sky hang it out to dry
G Em F#
I would want the sky to be
Bm Em A D
Oh, such a grand design; an everlasting sign
G Em Bm
Of all the things you are to me
Chorus
G A F#m Bm
You are the sun that comes on summer winds
Em A D
You are the falling year that autumn brings
G C# F#m Bm
You are the wonder and the mystery in everything I
Em A C#m F#
See. The things you are to me
verse 3
Bm Em A D
Sometimes I wake at night and suddenly take fright
G Em F#
You might be just fantasy
Bm Em A D
But then you reach for me and once again I see
G Em Bm
All the things you are to me
Chorus
G A F#m Bm
You are the sun that comes on summer winds
Em A D
You are the falling year that autumn brings
G C# F#m Bm
You are the wonder and the mystery in everything I
Em A C#m F#
See. The things you are to me
Outro
G F#m Bm
All the things you are… to me