E You were mine when I was youngAb Why does it take so long?E When you were here, it was warmAb Now it's just a bitter stormGm Now I'm older, turning whiteDbm Watching days turn into nightsGm Now I'm older and I'm graveDbm Tell me, what's been left to save?B Pardon my reflectionB In the mirror, at your feetB Before you go, please tell meB "Was it all inside of me?"E I'll leave here in the morningAb I'll leave here in the morningE I'll leave here in the morning [Verse]Gm You were mine when I was youngDbm Why does it take so long?Gm Now I'm older and I'm graveDbm Tell me, "what's been left to save?"B I held you in the morningB In the doorway of the seaB "Pardon my reflectionB It was all inside of me."E We slowly fall from graceAb We slowly fall from graceE We slowly fall from graceAb We slowly fade awayE We slowly fade awayAb We slowly fade awayE We slowly fade awayAb We slowly fade away
Fall From Grace
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Composição: William Cashion, Samuel T. Herring e Gerrit Welmers
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