For Life (Take You Out Treat You Right)

tone [F]

[Gm7]Daylight is [C]breaking through my [F]window in [Am]June
[Gm7]And it feels like the [C]first time I [F]met [Fmaj7]you
Oh, [Gm7]daylight is [C]breaking through my [F]window in [Am]June
And it [Gm7]feels like, life [C]is coming [F]into [Fmaj7]view
And it [Gm7]feels like, [C]every time I'm with [F]you

Am I [Gm7]crazy?
Tell me, [Am7]baby
Is it [A#maj7]premature to tell you how I [Am7]feel?
Because [Gm7]lately
I'm thinking [Am7]maybe
That this [A#maj7]thing we've finally found is something [Am7]real

Well, I'd like to [Gm7]take you out (Take you out)
And [C7]treat you right (Treat you right)
And [F]hide under the stars until the [C]morning light
I'd like to [Gm7]take you out (Take you out)
And [C7]treat you right (Treat you right)
Right [F]up until my dying day

[Gm7]Daylight
[C]Is fading
And my [F]waiting is [Am7]through
And it [Gm7]feels like (Feels like)
Time is [C]running out [Fmaj7]too (Time is running, too soon, so soon)
[Am7]I can't keep from wondering

Am I [Gm7]crazy?
Tell me, [Am7]baby
Is it [A#maj7]premature to tell you how I [Am7]feel?
Because [Gm7]lately
I'm thinking [Am7]maybe
That this [A#maj7]thing we've finally found is something [Am7]real

Well, I'd like to [Gm7]take you out (Take you out)
And [C7]treat you right (Treat you right)
And [F]hide under the stars until the [C]morning light
I'd like to [Gm7]take you out (Take you out)
And [C7]treat you right (Treat you right)
Right [F]up until my dying day

[Gm7]I'm talking years from now when we're [Am7]older
[A#m7]I'm talking when we're old and [G#maj7]grey (Old and grey)
[Gm7]And I'm tired of talking, let me [Am7]show you
That I [A#m7]don't just mean [C]today

I'd like to [Cm]take you [A#]out
And [Cm7]treat you [C]right
Right [F]up until my dying day

Well, I'd [Gm7]like to take you out (Take you out)
And [C7]treat you right (Treat you right)
And [F]hide under the stars until the [Am]morning light
I'd like to [Gm7]take you out (Take you out)
And [C7]treat you right (Treat you right)
Right [F]up until my dying day