(D)Twelve o'(A)clock at (Bm)night
(G)Streets of (A)many (D)corners
The lunar (A)river (Bm)winds
Down the (G)closes
and the (A)lanes
The night (D)skips the (A)sleeping (Bm)years
And (G)rea(A)wakes
the (D)memo(Bm)ry
Takes me a(G)long the (F#m)way
To the (A)places of the (D)heart
The (D)days of (A)summer (Bm)came
(G)Days of (A)many (D)heartache
Not to love is (A)not to (Bm)live
Not to (G)live is
not to feel no (A)pain
So un(D)lock this (A)heart of (Bm)stone
Teach (G)me the (A)ways of (D)myste(Bm)ry
In the places (G)where they (F#m)say
Only the (A)brave can walk a(D)lone
You (D)took me (A)through this (Bm)town
And you (G)took me (A)to the (D)moment
That makes angels (A)lose their (Bm)wings
And makes (G)poets lose their (A)wonder
But (D)I have (A)found
in (Bm)you
A (G)love line (A)pure and (D)las(Bm)ting
May your (G)heart hold (F#m)true
And your (A)nights run (D)long
