My [Dm] joy’s like spring so warm
It [C] makes flowers [C] bloom
All [F] over the [Bb] earth
My [Dm] pain’s like a river of tears
So [Gm] vast it [C] fills the [Bb] four o-[Dm] ceans

Please [F] call me by my [C] true names
So I can [A] hear all my cries
and [Dm] laughter at once
[Bb] So I can [C] hear that my [Am] joy
and pain are [Dm] one

Please [F] call me by my [C] true names
So that [A] I can wake [Dm] up
And the [Bb] door of my [C] heart
Could be [Am] left o-[Dm] pen.