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| D | Bm | Perhaps | love is like a | resting place |
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| G | A | A | shelter from the | storm |
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| D | Bm | It ex | ists to give you | comfort |
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| G | A | It’s | there to keep you | warm |
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| Bm | F#m | And | in those times of | trouble |
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| G | A | When | you are most a | lone |
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| G | A | D | G | A | The | memory of | love will bring you | home | | |
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| D | Bm | Perhaps | love is like a | window |
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| D | Bm | It in | vites you to come | closer |
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| G | A | It | wants to show you | more |
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| Bm | F#m | And | even if you | lose yourself |
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| G | A | And | don’t know what to | do |
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| G | A | D | The | memory of | love will see you | through |
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| | F#m | Bm | | Oh | love to some is | like a cloud |
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| | G | A | D | | To | some as | strong as | steel |
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| | F#m | Bm | | For | some a way of | living |
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| | G | A | D | | For | some a | way to | feel |
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| | F#m | Bm | | And | some say love is | holding on |
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| | G | D | | And | some say letting | go |
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| | F#m | Bm | | And | some say love is | everything |
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| | G | A | | | Some say they don’t | know |
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| D | Bm | Perhaps | love is like the | ocean |
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| G | A | Full of | conflicts, full of | pain |
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| D | Bm | Like a | fire when it’s | cold outside |
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| G | A | | Thunder when it | rains |
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| D | Bm | If | I should live | forever |
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| G | A | And | all my dreams come | true |
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| G | A | D | My | memory of | love will be of | you |
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