(Ab)It was (Bb)late in De cem ber.

Now, The (Ab)sky turned to snow.

The All ’round, the day and was (Cm)go ing (Bb)down (Ab)slow.

Night, like a (Bb)riv er, be (Ab)gin ning to flow.

Well, it’s I felt the beat of my mind (Bb)go (Ab)drift ing in to (Eb)time (Bb)pas sag es.

Years some go fall ing in the (F)fad ing light.

(Eb)Time (Bb)pas sag es.

Buy me a tick et on the (Gm)last train (Bb)home to night.

Well, (Bb)I’m not the kind ing.

Now, to (Ab)live in the past.

They’re years run too short thing.

the (Cm)days ing (Bb)too (Ab)fast.

The things you (Bb)lean on are (Ab)things that don’t last.

You it’s just now and then but my line (Bb)gets (Ab)cast in to these (Eb)time (Bb)pas sag es.

There’s know thing back there that you (F)left be hind.

Oh, (Eb)time (Bb)pas sag es.

Buy me a tick et on the (Gm)last train (Bb)home to night.

Well,

Hear the ech oes and (Abm6)feel your self start ing to turn.

Don’t know why you should feel that there’s some thing to learn.

It’s just a game that you play.

(Ab)Well, the