C F
maybe these days are over, over now
C F
and I loved it better than anyone else you know
C E F G E Am
and I believe in growing old with grace, I believe she only loved my face
C E F G G#/G B/G Am
I believe I acted like a child, making faces at acquired tastes
F
and now silver moons belong to you
C E F G E Am
C E F G G#/G B/G Am
F
and silver moons belong to you
Dm F Am Dm F E
I'm off to the ballet and to practice all these ancient ways
Am G F Am G F
tell the new kids where I hid the wine, tell their fathers that I'm on my way singing
Am G F Dm
Hey Hey
C F
maybe these days are over, over now
C F
maybe these days are over, over now
C E F G E Am
and I believe in growing old with grace, I believe she only loved my face
C F Fm E
and I think maybe these days are over, over now
Am C G F
gone are the days bonfires make me think of you