# #Okay, I really love this song, and I wanted to find chords here as I always #do, but there was no chords for it. So I decided to write it on my own and #I got it by ear so I cannot say for sure that it is correct. # # # # Calling You used to play in the summers in the grass I always thought of you fragile as glass Your *memory* is all that I now have Some things here are so hard to understand I thank you for your love and take your hand Some of us down here are born as angels And the yea (chordiearchive.chordie.com)
