Jon Anderson - nascido John Roy Anderson em Accrington, Lancashire, Inglaterra, em 25 de outubro de 1944, filho de irlandeses. É multiinstrumentista, poeta e compositor Britânico. Sua voz é inconfundível de um tom agudo e angélico, classificado como alto tenor (ele não canta em falseto).
Originalmente vocalista, compositor e maestro do grupo de rock progressivo inglês Yes (também classificado como Symphonic Rock).
Sua carreira solo caracteriza-se quase como multi-étnica
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
F#m7 There you have it You see this love regretting G#m7 There's something wrong again But you had it In the palm of your hand
F#m7 Your heart has started bleeding You gotta get out You're leaving G#m7 You're on your own forever It's not the space or time or whether
F#m7 You can leave You want, you can't have G#m7 You need, you can't touch You plead, it's enough, enough
F#m7 There's something happening to ya Love can see right through ya G#m7 In a world of make believe Don't go throwing it all away
F#m7 Hold on to love G#m7 Hold on to love A Treat it as a good thing A#dim Be always ready With that electric feeling
[Chorus: the whole chorus is played with the bass on C#. Chords like B/Eb are used to indicate invertions). C#B You work so hard To be in love with her C#B/Eb She tries so hard You gotta let it go
B/EbBbm/C#Bbm/C#C# Hold on, hold on
B/EbBbm/C#Bbm/C#C# Hold on, hold on
[Riff: notes] C#D#EF#G#F#EEbDb
[The whole song is like this. Follow the same chords to the other verses]
The more and more yo uhear it The more it seems to make sense To hold love in the palm of your hand
But you think that round the corner They're queuing up to hold her But that won't make a difference in the end
There's never space or time or whether Yo u can leave You want, you can't have You need, you can't touch You plead, it's enough, enough
There's something happening to ya Love can see right through ya In a world of make believe Don't go throwing it all away Hold on to love There's nothing more important Treat it as a good thing Be always ready With that electric feeling
You work so hard To be in love with her She tries so hard You gotta let it go
Hold on, hold on Hold on, hold on Hold on, hold on
You work so hard To be in love with her She tries so hard You gotta let it go
Hold on, hold on Hold on, hold on Hold on, hold on
Hold on to love There's nothing more important Hold on to love Don't let it pass you by Hold on to love There's nothing so important Hold it in the palm of your had Yeah, yeah
Hold on to love There's nothing more important Hold on to love Don't ever let it pass you by
Hold on to love Hold on to love Treat it as a good thing Treat it as a good thing Treat it as a good, good thing
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