Capo on the 1st fret 


Intro: A Bm F#m D (2x) 


A                Bm        F#m              D 
  I get this feeling every year, the first days of winter 
A                   Bm      F#m               D  
  Pull out that box of souvenirs to read your old letters 
A                 Bm      F#m                 D 
  In the stack of memories, found a note you left for me 
A                  Bm          F#m       D 
  It almost feels like you're still here 

     E                 Bm         
  I hear your voice in every word  
       E             D 
  You told me to remember 


A            E              Bm 
  Take each day and make it last 
             F#m                  D  
  'Cause you turn around and the future is the past 
A           E             Bm 
  Here and now is all we have 
        F#m              D           Bm 
  The beginning and the end mean so little 
       F#m               D 
  What matters most is what's in the middle 


  A       Bm       F#m        D 


A                 Bm         F#m      D 
  Makes me smile when I look back to every summer 
A                      Bm            F#m                  D 
  You forget your birthday and just laugh; you say "It's just a number" 
A               Bm     F#m              D 
  But Sunday afternoons, they meant so much to you 
       A                 Bm 
  The simple things were golden  
            F#m       D 
  You found beauty in every moment  


  A            E              Bm 
  Take each day and make it last 
             F#m                  D  
  'Cause you turn around and the future is the past 
A           E             Bm 
  Here and now is all we have 
        F#m              D           Bm 
  The beginning and the end mean so little 
       F#m               D 
  What matters most is what's in the middle 


  Instrumental part:   A         Bm 

                       A         D 


       E                  Bm 
  The day you're born is just a start 
        E                  Bm 
  Your last breath is a question mark 
        E            Bm     F#m       D 
  The story of your life is in the in between 


 A            E              Bm 
  Take each day and make it last 
             F#m                  D  
  'Cause you turn around and the future is the past 
A           E             Bm      D 
  Here and now is all we have 
A            E              Bm 
  Take each day and make it last 
             F#m                  D  
  'Cause you turn around and the future is the past 
A           E             Bm 
  Here and now is all we have 
        F#m              D           Bm 
  The beginning and the end mean so little 
       F#m               D                   
  What matters most is what's in the middle 
  A      Bm     F#m      D               A     Bm     F#m     D     A 
                       What's in the middle