I pinch my self

some times to make sure I’m not in a dream.

That’s how it seems.

I close my eyes and breathe in the sweet est mo ments I’ve ev er known.

It feels like (Csus2)home.

And here I am.

I wan na (B)be your ev ’ry thing.

There you (G)are

turn ing (A)win ter in to spring.

And ev ’ry one that sees you al ways wants to know you, and ev ’ry one that (Em)knows you al ways has a smile.

You’re a stand ing o va tion af ter years of wait ing for a chance to fi n’lly shine.

Ev ’ry one calls you a maz ing,

I just call you

mine.

I fall a part, and just a (C5)word from you some how seems to fix

what ev er’s wrong.

Oh,

you reach in to the weak est (C5)mo ments and re mind me that I’m strong.

You’ve got ta know

I’d be a fool

not to (B)see you, e ven worse,

to for (G)get

that you’re (A)more than I de serve.

’Cause (A)ev ’ry one that sees

Ev ’ry one calls you a maz ing,

I just call you mine.

Noth in’ makes sense when you’re not here,

as if my whole world dis ap pears.

With out you, what’s the point of it?

’Cause ev ’ry one that sees

you al ways wants to know you, and ev ’ry one that (Em)knows you (D)al ways has a smile.

You’re the dream that I’ve been chas in’ af ter years of wait in’ for a chance to fi n’lly shine.

Ev ’ry one calls you a maz ing,

I just call you

mine.

Ev ’ry one calls you a maz ing,

yeah, yeah, I just call you

mine.