| F | Gm | A# | F | |
| its happening all the time, w | hen i o | pen my eye | s |
| Gm | A# | F | |
| im still ta | ken by | suprise. |
| Gm | A# | F | |
| I hold sunlight an | d swallow | fire flies |
| Gm | A# | F | |
| And it makes m | e want to | cry. | I love you. |
| F | D | |
| I shall never grow up |
| F | |
| Make believe is much to fun |
| G | D | |
| Can we go far away to the humming meadow | s. |
| G | D | Am7 | |
| We were walking there, and i had tangles | in my hair. |
| C | D | G | |
| But you make me feel so pret | ty. |
| D | Am7 | |
| You have shining eyes, yes like thos | e forest lights |
| C | D | Am | |
| and it makes me want | to cry. I lo | ve you. |
| Am | |
| Ooh, oh, oh |
| C | |
| Ah, ah, ah,.. |
| ( switches back between Am and C ) |