In (C)your (D)time,

the in no cence will fall a way.

(G)In (C)your (D)time

the mis sion bells will toll.

Oh,

all (D)a long

the cor ri dors and riv er (G)beds.

There’ll (C)be (D)sign

in your (G)time.

Tow’r (C)ing (D)waves

will crash a cross your south ern capes.

(G)Mas (C)sive (D)storms

will reach your east ern shores.

Oh,

Fields (D)of green

will tum ble through your sum mer (G)days,

by (C)de (D)nign

in your (G)time.

Af (C)ter (G)time.

Feel (D)the (Em)wind

and (G)set your self the bold er course.

(G)Keep (D)your (Em)heart

as (G)o pen as a shrine

you’ll sail the per fect line.

(G)time.

You’ll (C)be fine

in your (C)time.