Capo 4th fret

Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

How I remem - ber sleep - less nights

 when we would read by can – dle - light,

and on the win – dow - pane out - side

 a new world made of snow;

a million feathers falling down,

a million stars that touch the ground,

so many secrets to be found, amid the falling snow.

Chorus

Maybe I am fall - ing down.

 Tell me should I touch the ground?

 Maybe I won't make a sound

 in the darkness all around.

The silence of a winter's night

brings memories I hold inside;

remembering a blue moonlight

upon the fallen snow.

Maybe I am falling down.

Tell me should I touch the ground?

Maybe I won't make a sound

in the darkness all around.

I close my window to the night.

I leave the sky her tears of white.

And all is lit by candlelight

amid the falling snow.