Tom: Bb Shut your eyes and think of somewhere Somewhere cold and caked in snow By the fire we break the quiet Learn to wear eachother well Bb Gm And when the worrying starts to hurt C9 Bb9 And the world feels like graves of dirt Bb Gm Just close your eyes until C9 You can imagine this place Yeah, our secret space at will Shut your eyes, I spin the big chair And you'll feel dizzy, light and free And falling gently on the cushion You can come and sing to me Bb Gm And when the worrying starts to hurt C9 Bb9 And the world feels like graves of dirt Bb Gm Just close your eyes until C9 You can imagine this place Yeah, our secret space at will Shut your eyes, Shut your eyes Shut your eyes, Shut your eyes Shut your eyes and sing to me (Shut your eyes and sing to me) Shut your eyes and sing to me (Shut your eyes and sing to me) Shut your eyes and sing to me (Shut your eyes and sing to me) Shut your eyes and sing to me (Shut your eyes and sing to me)