A    C#m   F#m   E


[Verse 1]
A                       F#m                    D
A page is turned by the wind to a boy in curly grin
                  E4                  A
With a world to conquer at the age of ten
                 F#m                         D
But as history unfolds and the storybook is told
            E4                             D
He finds salvation but not at the hands of man


[Chorus 1]
D                       E
And the God of second chance
                               A
Picked him up and He let him dance
          C#m                F#m
Through a world that is not kind
              D                       E
And all this time, preparing him the one
                               A
To hold him up when he comes undone
            C#m                F#m
Beneath the storm, beneath the sun
          D             E
And now a man, here you stand
              A
Your day has come


[Verse 2]
A                        F#m
A page is turned in this world
                   D
To reveal a little girl
                    E4
With a heart that's bigger,
           A
As it is unfurled
         F#m
By the language in her soul,
                       D
That's teaching her to grow
               E4
With a careful cover
                      D
Of love that will not fail


[Chorus 2]
D                       E
And the God of second chance
                           A
Picked her up and let her dance
          C#m                F#m
Through a world that is not kind
              D                       E
And all this time, preparing her the one
                                A
To hold her up when she comes undone
            C#m                F#m
Beneath the storm, beneath the sun
             D               E
And grown up tall, here you are
              A
Your day has come


[Bridge]
F#m                  E                         F#m
Beneath the air of autumn, she took him by his hand
                       E                         F#m
And warm within the ardor, she took his heart instead
                    E                              D
And high upon the mountain, he asked her for her hand
             E
Just for her hand


[Verse 3]
A                         F#m                       D
A page is turned in this life; he's making her his wife
                 E4                                A
And there is no secret to the source of this much life
                               F#m                   D
When the grace that falls like rain is washing them again
                     E4                  D
Just a chance to somehow rise above this land