| C | C7 | F | |
| In an | other l | and |
| Ab | Eb | Ab | |
| Where the | breeze and the | trees and | flowers were blue |
| C | C7 | F | |
| I stood and | held your | hand |
| Ab | Eb | Ab | |
| And the | grass grew | high and the | feathers floated by |
| Ab | D | G | |
| I stood and | held your | hand |
| F | C | |
| And | nobody else's | hand will ever do |
| F | C | |
| Nobody else will | do |
| D | |
| Then I aw | oke |
| F | |
| Was this some kind of | joke? |
| D | |
| Much to my | surprise |
| F | G | |
| I opened my | eyes |
| Ad naseum. Enjoy! |
| David Goodwin |
| ksg1-2@mail.idt.net |