(E)Life turns be (A)gins

(A)and (D)spir to its (C#m7)rise,

and (F#m)they be (E)come (A)mem (C)’ries that (D)va

por (G)ize

and the (Bm)va por be (Bm)comes ter the (C#m)dreams we de (D)vise,

and (D)while (A)we are (Bm7)dream ing,

(E7sus)time

(A)flies.

(E)Night turns to (A)dawn

(A)and (D)dreams to to (C#m7)sighs,

and (F#m)sighs change (E)to (A)sweet (C)love that (D)nev

er (G)dies

and the (Bm)love be comes (Bm)laugh tumn and (C#m)lull ter a (D)bies,

and (D)while (A)we are (Bm7)dream ing,

(E7sus)time

(A)flies.

(A)flies.

(G#m)While we are (E#)dream ing we (A#dim)meet and ex (D#7)change

con ver (Bm)sa tions rou (Bm)tine ly and (Amaj7)noth (Bm)ing (Amaj7)seems (Dmaj7)strange.

But (B)when we a (Bm7)wake

there’s a (Amaj7)sense

of un (Dmaj7)ease,

that an (G#)oth er night’s (C#)gone

just as (F#m7)quick as you (D)please.

(Bm7)time

(A)flies.

(D)While (A)we are (Bm7)dream ing,

(Bm)time

(A)flies.