| Fm | - | F# | - | Fm | - | F# |
| VERSE |
| C# | |
| Put your finger on my lips |
| F# | |
| We could be a grown up fair | ytale |
| G# | G#6 | |
| Swimming in the library |
| F# | |
| But we're not going anywh | ere |
| C# | |
| She said I love it |
| F# | |
| Oh I lov | e it when we touch |
| G# | G#6 | |
| When we touch on something |
| F# | |
| We can't find in | any book |
| BRIDGE |
| Fm | F# | |
| At least I'm not on my own |
| Fm | |
| In this ocean of words |
| F# | |
| At least I'm not on my own |
| VERSE (same chords) |
| We cover up with blankets |
| Cover up with blankets from the years |
| That our parents gave us |
| To keep out the cold and the unknown |
| Then the library grew |
| Into a forest of desire |
| Cut down some friends that I knew |
| Who were gonna start a forest fire |
| BRIDGE (same chords) |
| At least I'm not on my own |
| In this ocean of words |
| At least I'm not on my own |
| MIDDLE 8 |
| Bbm - C# - F# x3 |
| BRIDGE |
| At least I'm not on my own |
| In this ocean of words |
| At least I'm not on my own |
| OUTRO |
| C# | |
| She said I love it |
| F# | |
| Oh I lov | e it when we touch |
| G# | G#6 | |
| When we touch on something |
| F# | |
| We can't find in | any book |