Intro: F#m5 F#m D A E A Time of day I can't recall, F#m the kind of thing that takes its toll. Over years and over time, D over smiles and over wine. A All in all it wasn't bad, E all in all it wasn't good, E7 but I still care. A That's the problem with the days F#m they're never long enough to say, what it is you never said, D all the books you never read. A I throw myself into the wind E hoping somebody might pick me up E7 and carry me again. A F#m Where are you now? D you let me down? A E Do you make me grieve for you? A F#m Do I make you proud? D Do you get me now? A E Am I your pride and joy? A I believe this to be true F#m there's nothing sacred, nothing new. No one tells you when its time. D There are no warnings, only signs. A Then you know that you're alone, E you're not a child anymore, E7 but you're still scared. A All your mountains turn to rocks. F#m All your oceans turn to drops. They are nothing like you thought; D you can't be something you are not. A Life is not a looking glass. E Don't get tangled in your past, E7 like I am learning not to. A F#m where are you now? D Do you let me down? A E A Do you make me grieve for you? A F#m Do I make you proud? D Do you get me now? A E A Am I your pride and joy?