Runrig - This beautiful pain

^GDay was ^Dyoung and ^Cdesire was stirred ^GSummer was ^Dall but g^Cone ^GLight was f^Dading from the s^Cide of your face ^GSinking ^Dlow in the c^Corn

All that’s^Em constant and wise I still s^Cee in your eyes it was ^Galways this ^Dway from the ^Cstart Right h^Emere where I stand on the ^Clast of the land But ^Dyou're^C still breaking the ^Gheart

^GNow all I ^Dhave is rushing ^Cright through my hands ^GSailing ^Dover the ^Cseas ^GDown that t^Dide where fresh and ^Csalt combine ^Gall victor^Dies are rel^Ceased We who w^Emrestle the years have tr^Caded our fears for a ^Gglimpse of ecstas^Dy in the ^Cdark Turning ^Emice in the fire but we’re^C still denied But y^Dou’^Cre still breaking th^Ge heart

^EmThe skies turn red without f^Cailure they held their p^Gromise and d^Dread till the l^Emast You put ^Dall of my youth in my f^Emuture You put my f^Guture back into my ^Dpast

So s^Ghine a l^Dight and shine it ^Cbrightly now You k^Gnow it ^Dall takes its c^Course and a^Gll the ^Dmany ways I’ve^C tried so hard to r^Geach this p^Dotent s^Cource On the ^Emday behind time ac^Cross the divide along the c^Gord came all l^Dight out of d^Emark now ^CI stand amaze in this be^Emautiful pain but y^Dou’^Cre still breaking th^Ge heart