D F#m
[Verse]
D
He sits low, in a shady grove
Where the trees arc slow, in the shape of 'you know'
F#m
Marble stairwells, waterfalls, egrets' heads and open arms
D
Whistling through his pensive teeth, the scene is set to peak
Bm
Like how the desert meets the reef
G
And steals the heart - of the thief
D
She walks slow, past the reach of home
In a Western World, far from the things she knows
F#m
Hanging gardens, patterned walls, the books of Rilke, orchestras
D
Motioning to the slow refrain, the soul is set to gain
Bm
Or swallow it whole
G
The causal chain - of human loam
[Pre-Chorus]
D
And as seasons go, it's a lot like this
He reasons for a look, then a glance
F#m
To the path, where she passed
From the page of a book, to a perch in the grass
D
And as meetings go, it's a lot like this
Bm
She tiptoes from the path, to the edge of the page
Where she dared - to be asked
G
What's in a name?
What is your name?
[Chorus]
A Bm
And if you let me know
G D
I won't be alone, I won't be alone
A Bm
And if you have the time to talk to
G D
I won't doubt you, doubt in you, doubt in you
A Bm
And if I let you know
G D
I won't be alone, I won't be alone
A Bm
And if you, as if you start to fall
G D
I'll be here to catch you
[Bridge 1]
D
Turning around, he sighs, "will you sit next to me?"
F#m
Motioning forward, she replies, "will you walk next to me?"
D
"I know my lines, and there's
a lot less space and a little bit of time"
Bm G
"I know the play - It's fine"
D
Echoing herself, she says, "will you walk close to me?"
F#m
Holding his smile, he replies, "what more would you ask of me?"
D
"I know my mind, and there's
a lot less space and a little bit of time"
Bm G
"I know the way - It's fine"
[Chorus]
A Bm
And if you let me know
G D
I won't be alone, I won't be alone
A
And if you have the time to talk to
G D
I won't doubt you, doubt in you, doubt in you
A Bm
And if I let you know
G D
I won't be alone, I won't be alone
A Bm
And if you, as if you start to fall
G D
I'll be here to catch you
[Break]
D F#m
D Bm G
[Bridge 2]
D F#m
He's wasting time, you gotta take it slow
May never get a chance like this
D
And she knows he's wasting time
Bm
And she loves the way he tries
G
Even though she knows the lines
D F#m
She's taking time, you gotta let things grow
May never have a chance like this
D
And he knows she takes her time
Bm
And he keeps along her side
G
All hopes to keep along her side
[Outro]
D
And as seasons go, it's a lot like this
He reasons for a look, then a glance
F#m
To the path, where she passed
From the page of a book, to a perch in the grass
D
And as meetings go, it's a lot like this
Bm
She tiptoes from the path, to the edge of the page
Where she dared to be asked
G
What's in a name?
