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.
