Ratatouille

The [C]dreams of [Am]young lovers, are [Dm]like the good [G]wine
Sur[Dm]prised by the [G]richness, and [E]sorrow they’ll [Am]find
Longing [C]for something [C]sweet, come [C]sweep [A#]me off my feet
[Dm]Hoping for [G]some change, to [Em]take me [Am]away
For [Dm]nothing in [G]life comes [C]free