Am7 It's beautiful outside Fmaj7 An old hand gathers wood Em Em7 Can he see me sitting here C G D His mind is somewhere else C G Am His friends have flown away Am He's left out in the cold Fmaj7 He won't sit by my fire C G D He says he likes it in the snow Am Em C Where footprints never go D Am D He likes it in the snow It's getting dark outside The old hand's going home Has he someone waiting there Or is he living on his own Where footprints never go He likes it in the snow Chorus: C D Em Am7 White blanket, hiding the traces of tears she Em didn't see C D Em Am7 Oh white blanket covers the memory of all that Em used to be Am7 Em All that used to be B7 Em Am D7 But his heart keeps aching in the same old way B7 Em Am D7 He can't help feeling that she might come back Am7 someday It's beautiful outside, a magpie looks for food The old hand throws a crumb Do you think he's found a friend? Where footprints never go, he likes it in the snow Chorus: White blanket, hiding the traces of paths he didn't take Oh white blanket covers the memory Of moves he didn't make Oh white blanket, hiding the traces of tears she didn't see Snow white blanket simply covers the memory Of all that used to be But his heart keeps aching in the same old way He can't help feeling that she might come back someday | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsAm Am7 C D D7 Em Em7 Fmaj7 G B7 |