[D]Ain't it h[G]ard when you w[A]ake up in the m[D]orning
and you fi[G]nd out those o[A]ther days are g[D]one?
A[G]ll you have is m[A]emories of h[D]appiness
[E]linger in' [A]on.[G][F#m7]
All your dreams and your lovers won't protect you;
they're only passing through you in the end.
They'll leave you stripped of all that they can get to,
and wait for you to come back again.
Yet still a light is shining
from that lamp on down the hall.
Maybe the star of Bethlehem
wasn't a star at all.
and you fi[G]nd out those o[A]ther days are g[D]one?
A[G]ll you have is m[A]emories of h[D]appiness
[E]linger in' [A]on.[G][F#m7]
All your dreams and your lovers won't protect you;
they're only passing through you in the end.
They'll leave you stripped of all that they can get to,
and wait for you to come back again.
Yet still a light is shining
from that lamp on down the hall.
Maybe the star of Bethlehem
wasn't a star at all.
