| F | Am | Bb | C | F | |
| She says: forget | this terrible, terrible | world around you, | it takes you |
| F | Am | Bb | |
| So far away from | me and it's terribly, terribly | wrong. |
| C | F | |
| I need mor | e to stay calm |
| chorus: |
| F | C | Am | Bb | C | F | |
| And | there she | is; | sleeping, her | arms a | round my | shirt |
| C | Am | Bb | C | |
| No | way, no, | nothing can | beat | this |
| F | C | Am | Bb | F | |
| And | so be i | t, may a | ll the world en | vy, I'm coming | home |
| F | Am | Bb | C | F | |
| Oh, yeah, she'll get | me over and over | again, forever | and ever |
| Am | Bb | |
| She knows and I know | this; we know we are should never a | part |
| C | F | |
| We need more | , we need this |
| chorus |
| F | Am | Bb | C | F |
| F | Am | |
| And I unlock the | door with tired hands |
| Bb | Bbm | C# | |
| And | I'm | home now, | I'm whole now |
| chorus |
| F | Am | Bb | C | F |
| End on F |
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