THE FADE

D Am Em G D Am A coffee stain dried and faint covers up the date Em G D On a picture that I found in the attic on the ground of your old place Am It’s black and white and in this light it’s hard to tell Em G D If the glasses on your face were the same ones on the day they buried you

    Am         Em

Whoa oh oh Whoa oh D I long to see your face Am Em Whoa oh oh Whoa oh D A picture in its place

                                Am

It’s been a year and now I fear the fade is on Em G D It’s the slowly turning down of the well acquainted sound of your old voice Am The way you laughed when others laughed was welcoming Em G D It’s the way I see you look at whoever it was that took this photograph

    Am         Em

Whoa oh oh Whoa oh D I long to see your face Am Em Whoa oh oh Whoa oh D A picture in its place

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    Am         Em

Whoa oh oh Whoa oh D I long to see your face Am Em
Whoa oh oh Haa oh…