As the win ter (D)winds lit ter (Em)Lon don with lone ly (C)hearts, oh, the (G)warmth in your (D)eyes swept me (Em)in to your (C)arms.

Was it (G)love, or fear of the (D)cold that (Em)lead us through the night?

For (G)ev ’ry (D)kiss your (Em)beau ty trumped my doubt.

And my head told (G)my heart: (C)“Let (G)love (D)grow.”

But my heart told (G)my head: (C)“This (G)time, (D)no, this time no.”

We’ll be washed and (D)bur ied one (Em)day,

my girl.

And the (G)time we were (D)giv en will be (Em)left for the (C)world.

The (G)flesh that lived and (D)loved will be (Em)eat en by (C)plague.

So (G)let the mem o (D)ries be (Em)good for those who stay.

Hey!

And my head told (G)my heart: (C)“Let (G)love (D)grow.”

But my heart told (G)my head: (C)“This (G)time, (D)no,” yes, my (C)heart told (G)my head: (C)“This (G)time, (D)no, this time no.”

Oh, the (G)shame that sent me (D)off from the (Em)God that I once (C)loved was the (G)same that sent me (D)in to your (C)arms.

Oh, and (G)pes ti lence is (D)won when you are (Em)lost and I am (C)gone.

And no (G)hope, no (D)hope will o ver come.

But (G)if your (D)strife strikes (Em)at

your (C)sleep,

re (G)mem ber (D)spring swaps (Em)snow

for (C)leaves.

(G)You’ll be (D)hap py and (Em)whole some a (C)gain, when the (G)cit y (D)clears and (Em)sun

de (C)scends.

Hey!

And my head told (G)my heart: (C)“Let (G)love (D)grow.”

But my heart told (G)my head: (C)“This (G)time, (D)no.”

And my head told (G)my heart: (C)“Let (G)love (D)grow.”

But my heart told (G)my head: (C)“This (G)time, (D)no; this time, no.”

Oh.