Текст песни Stevie Wonder - I Can See The Sun In Late December

Ok this is my first submission. I love this song and couldn't find it anywhere on the
web, so I did it myself. It should be pretty accurate. Just add some color between chords
when necessary.

The way you position the chords is really important. I'm playing this mostly on keyboard
and keeping everything within a small area using inversions, etc. The walkups should be
really natural, only moving a few notes if shaped correctly. Please feel free to improve 
on it. Have fun, this is a beautiful song.

Ok this is my first submission. I love this song and couldn't find it anywhere on the
web, so I did it myself. It should be pretty accurate. Just add some color between chords
when necessary.

The way you position the chords is really important. I'm playing this mostly on keyboard
and keeping everything within a small area using inversions, etc. The walkups should be
really natural, only moving a few notes if shaped correctly. Please feel free to improve 
on it. Have fun, this is a beautiful song.

I bet ya you can't even see the sun
Ah, the sun is shining
Right before your eyes
I bet ya you can't even see yourself
'Cause when you're lost
Sometimes yourself is hard to find

I can see the sun in late December
I see forgotten treasures 'neath the sea
Tides that defeat identity
Washing away the beauty that was in your mind
I can hear the sounds you don't remember
The sounds of birds in trees in harmony
Chords being blown by a gentle breeze
                                  Ebmin     
Making the perfect melody you left behind

I bet ya you can't even see the moon
'Cause in your eyes you only see the darkest side
I bet ya you can't wish upon a star
'Cause in your life
Your pride has pushed your dreams aside, hey

I can see the sun in late December
I see forgotten treasures 'neath the sea
Tides that defeat identity
Washing away the beauty that was in your mind
I can hear the sounds you don't remember
The sounds of birds in trees in harmony
Chords being blown by a gentle breeze
Making the perfect melody you left behind

I can see the sun in late December
I see forgotten treasures 'neath the sea
Tides that defeat identity
Washing away the beauty that was in your mind
I can hear the sounds you don't remember
The sounds of birds in trees in harmony
Chords being blown by a gentle breeze
Making the perfect melody you left behind