Heaven

Words & Music:

Bryan Adams

 

C   Am                     G                        Dm           Am

Oh, thinking about all our younger years, there was only you and me,

        Dm                 G

We were young and wild and free.

 

Now, nothing can take you away from me.

We've been down that road before,

But, that's over now; you keep me coming back for more.

 

CHORUS:

F           G          Am               C                F

Baby you're all that I want when you're lying here in my arms.

F              G          Am            G

I'm finding it hard to believe we're in heaven.

F           G          Am         C                      F

And love is all that I need and I found it there in your heart.

F            G       Am           G

It isn't too hard to see we're in heaven.

 

No, nothing could change what you mean to me.

There's a lot that I could say.

But, just hold me now, 'cause our love will light the way.

 

CHORUS:

 

Dm                       F        C            Am

IÕve been waiting for so long for something to arrive,

    Dm            G

For love to come along.

Dm                         F

Now, our dreams are coming true

            C                  Am

Through the good times and the bad.

G

I'll be standing there by you.

 

CHORUS:

 





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