At least one mo ment ev ’ry (Fm)day

I hear the ech o (Bb)of your (Ebsus)voice.

And though it’s on ly (Ebmaj7)in my (Fm)mind,

it stays with me; I (Fm6)have

no choice.

I reach for you

as (Fm)if

you’re (Ab)here,

your ten der touch,

your (Eb)warm

em brace.

And (C7)though it’s been so man

y years

I still can see

(Bb7)your (Eb)face.

We’re all just pris on ers of (Fm)time,

(The days go rush ing by.) with mem o ries we have locked a (Eb)way.

There may not (Bb)be much, (Eb)I re (Fm)gret,

but there were (Fm7)things we could n’t (Gm7)say.

May be the (C7sus)end ing (Cm)came

too soon.

You are the one I can’t

re place.

And (C7)though it’s been so man

y years,

I still can (Bb7)see

your (Ebsus)face.

Some (Bb7sus)how we (Cm7)knew

an (Ab)oth er (Bb)love would (Eb)find us.

We’d (Bb7)car ry (Cm)on,

leave (Ab)yes ter (Bb)day be (Eb)hind us.

Some (Bb)times I (Bb6)find,

on qui et (Ab6)nights,

I close my (Eb)eyes

and re al (Bb7sus)ize

I’ve nev er let you (Eb)go.

And if by chance we meet a (Db)gain,

(...we meet a (Eb)gain,) a sud den, cra zy twist

of fate,

a street where we have (Eb6)nev er (Db)been,

and with the hour get

ting late,

you’ll run in to my o

pen arms

like all the years

have (Ebm6)been e rased.

In (F7)ev ’ry shad ow of

the past

I still can see

(Eb7)your (Fm)face.

In ev ’ry shad

ow of the (Db)past

I still can see

your I still can face.

your (A)face.

I still can (Gbm6)see

your

(Ab)face.