favor, manos arribaUno, dos, tres, goDame sus manosIzquierda, derecha, arriba,

dos, tres, at the starsLook how they shine

1: Chris they say people come, say people

because I'm losin'Doesn't mean I'm lostDoesn't mean I'll stopDoesn't

opened up my eyesTo see for the first time,

warning signI missed the good part, then I realisedI

you're sitting on a beach in a car with

you were bornYou were given a nameDown from your

an old song coming on the radioOverrun they got

you're a sky, 'cause you're a sky full of-)(Ooh-oh, woo-oh)(I

1: Will all, all of usNo, don't give upStorms

Garrix, if you have a cellphone or a lighterPlease,

Oh, angel sent from up aboveYou know you make my world

named for a planet, would pretend to beSomebody way less

I: One Chris one worldOnly one worldOh, one

Oh brother, I can't, I can't get throughI've been tryin' hard

Sometimes you're happy sometimes you frownWith your hormones bouncing up and

I see trees that are green, red roses tooI watch them

Kylie call me The Wild RoseBut my name was

1: at the starsLook how they shine for youAnd