As You Turn To Go

[A]

[A]Let the camera linger on you[E]r perfect skin
Your widows peak and your [A]lucky grin
And the bluest eye[D]s I know
A[Dsus2]s you turn to g[A]o

Let there be a record of your gorgeous voice
The turn of phrase that filled my days with joy
Something like Bing singing soft and low
As you turn to go

I[D] know I`m not [A]supposed to say I`m sor[E]ry
I[D] know you`ve had[A] more loves than Mata Har[E]i
B[D]ut you know you`re t[A]he star of my life story[E]
And I`m so sorry       [A]

Let the poets struggle to describe your heart
Your art of love and your love of art
Well, if you ever loved me
Tell me so
As you turn to go