| Am | Am | Am | Cm |
| Am | |
| Cause he's | frozen, |
| Cm | |
| Under an oc | ean of ice. |
| G | |
| He lets me | walk there, |
| D | |
| Under his m | oon at night. |
| Am | |
| He's fr | ozen, |
| Cm | |
| He shields my eyes | from the sun. |
| G | |
| The great believe | r, |
| D | |
| Doesn't bel | ieve anyone |
| Am | Am | Am | Cm | |
| His ice age is melting away |