Fleetwood Mac

^D Sometime ^C s the m ^G ost beautiful things ^D
C the most in ^G nocent things ^{D C}
and m ^G any of those dreams, ^C pass us b ^D y
keep passin me by... ^{C D}
chorus:
^C You feel good ^{D G}
I say, it's funny that y ^C ou understood ^{D G
C} (I knew you would) ^{D G
C D} cause when you were good (baby) mmmmm yo ^C u we ^D re very good
So I close my ey ^C es softly
till I become th ^D at part of the wind
that we all long for som ^C etimes, yeah ^D
and to those tha ^C t I look like a ghost thru the fog
like a charmed h ^D our and a haunted song
^{C D C D} and the angel of my dreams...angel of my dreams
he says....(chorus)
Now I still look up when ^C you walk into the room ^{D
C D} I've the same wide eyes...now they tell stories
I try not to reach out ^C
but when you turn around you say ^D "hello"
and we both pretend .... ^C there was no ending ^D